Where The Wound Had Been Given, There

But Are They All Horrid, Are You Sure They Are All Horrid? [referring To Gothic Novels, Fashionable In England At The Beginning Of The 19th Century, But Frowned Upon In Polite Society.]

They Are Much To Be Pitied Who Have Not Been Given A Taste For Nature Early In Life.

But Indeed I Would Rather Have Nothing But Tea.

One Cannot Be Always Laughing At A Man Without Now And Then Stumbling On Something Witty.

It Is Happy For You That You Possess The Talent Of Flattering With Delicacy. May I Ask Whether These Pleasing Attentions Proceed From The Impulse Of The Moment, Or Are They The Result Of Previous Study?