Parent Of Sweetest Sounds, Yet Mute Forever.

From The Poetry Of Lord Byron They Drew A System Of Ethics Compounded Of Misanthropy And Voluptuousness,-a System In Which The Two Great Commandments Were To Hate Your Neighbour And To Love Your Neighbour's Wife.

Thus, Then, Stands The Case. It Is Good, That Authors Should Be Remunerated; And The Least Exceptionable Way Of Remunerating Them Is By A Monopoly. Yet Monopoly Is An Evil. For The Sake Of The Good We Must Submit To The Evil; But The Evil Ought Not To Last A Day Longer Than Is Necessary For The Purpose Of Securing The Good.

Office Of Itself Does Much To Equalize Politicians. It By No Means Brings All Characters To A Level; But It Does Bring High Characters Down And Low Characters Up Towards A Common Standard.

Perhaps No Person Can Be A Poet, Or Can Even Enjoy Poetry, Without A Certain Unsoundness Of Mind.

He [charles Ii] Was Utterly Without Ambition. He Detested Business, And Would Sooner Have Abdicated His Crown Than Have Undergone The Trouble Of Really Directing The Administration.