Oh, How Fine It Is

You Never See The Old Austerity That Was The Essence Of Civility; Young People Hereabouts, Unbridled, Now Just Want.

The World, Dear Agnes, Is A Strange Affair.

Great Is The Fortune Of He Who Possesses A Good Bottle, A Good Book, And A Good Friend.

Cover That Bosom That I Must Not See: Souls Are Wounded By Such Things.

Grammar, Which Knows How To Control Even Kings.