O Winter, Ruler Of The Inverted Year!

The Bird That Flutters Least Is Longest On The Wing.

Detested Sport, That Owes Its Pleasures To Another's Pain.

Poor England! Thou Art A Devoted Deer, Beset With Every Ill But That Of Fear. The Nations Hunt; All Mock Thee For A Prey; They Swarm Around Thee, And Thou Stand'st At Bay.

No Man Can Be A Patriot On An Empty Stomach.

Strange As It May Seem, The Most Ludicrous Lines I Ever Wrote Have Been Written In The Saddest Mood.