A Straight Line Is The Shortest Possible

Alarmed Successively By Every Fashionable Medical Terror Of The Day, She Dosed Her Children With Every Specific Which Was Publicly Advertised Or Privately Recommended...the Consequence Was, That The Dangers, Which Had At First Been Imaginary, Became Real: These Little Victims Of Domestic Medicine Never Had A Day's Health: They Looked, And Were, More Dead Than Alive.

A Love-match Was The Only Thing For Happiness, Where The Parties Could Any Way Afford It.

Nor Elves, Nor Fays, Nor Magic Charm, Have Pow'r, Or Will, To Work Us Harm; For Those Who Dare The Truth To Tell, Fays, Elves, And Fairies, Wish Them Well.

Did The Warwickshire Militia, Who Were Chiefly Artisans, Teach The Irish To Drink Beer, Or Did They Learn From The Irish How To Drink Whiskey?

... An Inaccurate Use Of Words Produces Such A Strange Confusion In All Reasoning, That In The Heat Of Debate, The Combatants, Unable To Distinguish Their Friends From Their Foes, Fall Promiscuously On Both.