Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

I Love Everything That's Old, - Old Friends, Old Times, Old Manners, Old Books, Old Wine.

But Winter Lingering Chills The Lap Of May.

The Sports Of Children Satisfy The Child.

The Whitewash'd Wall, The Nicely Sanded Floor, The Varnish'd Clock That Click'd Behind The Door; The Chest, Contriv'd A Double Debt To Pay,- A Bed By Night, A Chest Of Drawers By Day.

Philosophy ... Should Not Pretend To Increase Our Present Stock, But Make Us Economists Of What We Are Possessed Of.