I Ne'er Could Any Luster See In

Humanity Always Becomes A Conqueror.

The Right Honourable Gentleman Is Indebted To His Memory For His Jests, And To His Imagination For His Facts.

You Shall See Them On A Beautiful Quarto Page Where A Neat Rivulet Of Text Shall Meander Through A Meadow Of Margin.

If It Is Abuse, - Why One Is Always Sure To Hear Of It From One Damned Goodnatured Friend Or Another!

I Would By No Means Wish A Daughter Of Mine To Be A Progeny Of Learning.