As For Murmurs, Mother, We

Who Pepper'd The Highest Was Surest To Please.

The Polite Of Every Country Seem To Have But One Character. A Gentleman Of Sweden Differs But Little, Except In Trifles, From One Of Any Other Country. It Is Among The Vulgar We Are To Find Those Distinctions Which Characterize A People.

The Life Of A Scholar Seldom Abounds With Adventure.

Why Was This Heart Of Mine Formed With So Much Sensibility! Or Why Not My Fortune Adapted To Its Impulses! Tenderness Without A Capacity Of Relieving Only Makes The Man Who Feels It More Wretched Than The Object Which Sues For Assistance.

We Had No Revolutions To Fear, Nor Fatigues To Undergo; All Our Adventures Were By The Fireside, And All Our Migrations From The Blue Bed To The Brown.