Westbury, A Nasty Odious Rotten-borough,

He Who Writes Badly Thinks Badly

Before I Dismiss This Affair Of Eating And Drinking, Let Me Beseech You To Resolve To Free Yourselves From The Slavery Of The Tea And Coffee And Other Slop-kettle, If, Unhappily, You Have Been Bred Up In Such Slavery.

Happiness, Or Misery, Is In The Mind. It Is The Mind That Lives.

The Ancient Nobility And Gentry Of The Kingdom... Have Been Thrust Out Of All Public Employment... A Race Of Merchants, And Manufacturers And Bankers And Loan-jobbers And Contractors Have Usurped Their Place.

All Middlesex Is Ugly, Notwithstanding The Millions Upon Millionswhichit Iscontinuallysucking Up Fromtherestof The Kingdom.