Trample Not On The Ruins Of A

We Are Ashamed At The Sight Of A Monkey--somehow As We Are Shy Of Poor Relations.

Books Which Are No Books.

Much Depends Upon When And Where You Read A Book. In The Five Or Six Impatient Minutes Before The Dinner Is Quite Ready, Who Would Think Of Taking Up The Faerie Queen For A Stopgap, Or A Volume Of Bishop Andrews's Sermons?

Who Has Not Felt How Sadly Sweet The Dream Of Home, The Dream Of Home, Steals O'er The Heart, Too Soon To Fleet, When Far O'er Sea Or Land We Roam?

How I Like To Be Liked, And What I Do To Be Liked!