Friendship Is A Sheltering Tree.

How Like Herrings And Onions Our Vices Are In The Morning After We Have Committed Them.

No Sound Is Dissonant Which Tells Of Life.

A Stately Pleasure-dome Decree.

Poor Little Foal Of An Oppressed Race! I Love The Languid Patience Of Thy Face.

Those Who Best Know Human Nature Will Acknowledge Most Fully What A Strength Light Hearted Nonsense Give To A Hard Working Man