A Clear Fire, A Clean

Merit, God Knows, Is Very Little Rewarded.

Not If I Know Myself At All.

Since All The Maids Are Good And Lovable, From Whence Come The Bad Wives?

A Persian's Heaven Is Eas'ly Made: 't Is But Black Eyes And Lemonade.

His Voice Was The Most Obnoxious Squeak I Ever Was Tormented With.