When I Thinkof My Own

Habits Are Soon Assumed; But When We Strive To Strip Them Off, 'tis Being Flayed Alive.

God Forbid That Judges Upon Their Oath Should Make Resolutions To Enlarge Jurisdiction.

The Rich Are Too Indolent, The Poor Too Weak, To Bear The Insupportable Fatigue Of Thinking.

Now Stir The Fire, And Close The Shutters Fast, Let Fall The Curtains, Wheel The Sofa Around, And While The Bubbling And Loud-hissing Urn Throws Up A Steamy Column, And The Cups That Cheer But Not Inebriate, Wait On Each, So Let Us Welcome Peaceful Evening In

There Is In Souls A Sympathy With Sounds.