Is Not Poetry The Food Of Love?

We Are All Fools In Love.

To Look Almost Pretty Is An Acquisition Of Higher Delight To A Girl Who Has Been Looking Plain For The First Fifteen Years Of Her Life Than A Beauty From Her Cradle Can Ever Receive.

From A Night Of More Sleep Than She Had Expected, Marianne Awoke The Next Morning To The Same Consciousness Of Misery In Which She Had Closed Her Eyes.

There Were Several Battles Between The Yorkists And The Lancastrians, In Which The Former (as They Ought) Usually Won.

His Own Enjoyment, Or His Own Ease, Was, In Every Particular, His Ruling Principle.