Domestic Happiness, Thou Only Bliss

The Darkest Day, If You Live Till Tomorrow, Will Have Passed Away.

Pity! Religion Has So Seldom Found A Skilful Guide Into Poetic Ground! The Flowers Would Spring Where'er She Deign'd To Stray And Every Muse Attend Her In Her Way.

Strange As It May Seem, The Most Ludicrous Lines I Ever Wrote Have Been Written In The Saddest Mood.

The Solemn Fop; Significant And Budge; A Fool With Judges, Amongst Fools A Judge

For When Was Public Virtue To Be Found Where Private Was Not?