That Music In Itself, Whose Sounds Are

A Man Must Serve His Time To Every Trade, Save Censure-critics All Are Ready Made. Take Hackney'd Jokes From Miller, Got By Rote With Just Enough Learning To Misquote.

Oh, Christ! It Is A Goodly Sight To See What Heaven Hath Done For This Delicious Land!

Her Great Merit Is Finding Out Mine; There Is Nothing So Amiable As Discernment.

I Am Acquainted With No Immaterial Sensuality So Delightful As Good Acting.

Romances I Ne'er Read Like Those I Have Seen.