There Is Not A String Attuned To

When Eve Upon The First Of Men The Apple Press'd With Specious Cant, Oh! What A Thousand Pities Then That Adam Was Not Adamant!

A Certain Portion Of The Human Race Has Certainly A Taste For Being Diddled.

Alas For The Rarity Of Christian Charity Under The Sun!

Some Minds Improve By Travel, Others, Rather, Resemble Copper Wire, Or Brass, Which Get The Narrower By Going Farther.

Dear Bells! How Sweet The Sound Of Village Bells When On The Undulating Air They Swim!