Pity Those Whom Nature Abuses,

There Is No Trusting Appearances.

I Had Rather Follow You To Your Grave Than See You Owe Your Life To Any But A Regular-bred Physician.

O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine Goes Mad She Always Goes Into White Satin.

As There Are Three Of Us Come On Purpose For The Game, You Won't Be So Cantankerous As To Spoil The Party By Sitting Out.

I Was Struck All On A Heap.