"she's A Very Charming And Delightful Creature,"

I Was A Blacksmith's Boy But Yesterday; I Am - What Shall I Say I Am Today?

[i]t Seemed As If The Streets Were Absorbed By The Sky, And The Night Were All In The Air.

... Natural Affections And Instincts, My Dear Sir, Are The Most Beautiful Of The Almighty's Works, But Like Other Beautiful Works Of His, They Must Be Reared And Fostered, Or It Is As Natural That They Should Be Wholly Obscured, And That New Feelings Should Usurp Their Place, As It Is That The Sweetest Productions Of The Earth, Left Untended, Should Be Choked With Weeds And Briers.

Mr. Bazzard's Father, Being A Norfolk Farmer, Would Have Furiously Laid About Him With A Flail, A Pitch-fork, And Every Agricultural Implement Available For Assaulting Purposes, On The Slightest Hint Of His Son's Having Written A Play.

I Am Not Old, But My Young Way Was Never The Way To Age.