So Glistered The Dire Snake

How Charming Is Divine Philosophy! Not Harsh And Crabb

If We Think We Regulate Printing, Thereby To Rectify Manners, We Must Regulate All Regulations And Pastimes, All That Is Delightful To Man.

Seas Wept From Our Deep Sorrows.

Quips And Cranks And Wanton Wiles, Nods And Becks And Wreathèd Smiles.

For The Air Of Youth, Hopeful And Cheerful, In Thy Blood Will Reign A Melancholy Damp Of Cold And Dry To Weigh Thy Spirits Down, And Last Consume The Balm Of Life.