The Cowslip Is A Country Wench.

There Are Three Things Which The Public Will Always Clamour For, Sooner Or Later; Namely: Novelty, Novelty, Novelty.

Extremes Meet', As The Whiting Said With Its Tail In Its Mouth.

A Man That's Fond Precociously Of Stirring , :;:; Must Be A Spoon.

What Is Mind? No Matter. What Is Matter? Never Mind. What Is The Soul? It Is Immaterial.

When He Is Forsaken, Withered And Shaken, What Can An Old Man Do But Die?