But He That Dares Not Grasp The

Because The Road Is Rough And Long, Should We Despise The Skylark's Song?

What A Fool You Must Be," Said My Head To My Heart, Or My Sterner To My Softer Self.

The Ties That Bind Us To Life Are Tougher Than You Imagine, Or Than Any One Can Who Has Not Felt How Roughly They May Be Pulled Without Breaking.

You Might As Well Sell Yourself To Slavery At Once, As Marry Man You Dislike.

I Thought Mr. Millward Never Would Cease Telling Us That He Was No Tea-drinker, And That It Was Highly Injurious To Keep Loading The Stomach With Slops To The Exclusion Of More Wholesome Sustenance, And So Give Himself Time To Finish His Fourth Cup.