Footnotes

[436:2] A song with this title, beginning, "One night came on a hurricane," was written by William Pitt, of Malta, who died in 1840.

To those who know thee not, no words can paint!

And those who know thee, know all words are faint!

Sensibility.

Since trifles make the sum of human things,

And half our misery from our foibles springs.

Sensibility.

In men this blunder still you find,—

All think their little set mankind.

Florio. Part i.

Small habits well pursued betimes

May reach the dignity of crimes.

Florio. Part i.

A dinner lubricates business.

Life of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. viii. p. 67, note.

The elegant simplicity of the three per cents.[437:1]

Lives of the Lord Chancellors (Campbell). Vol. x. Chap. 212.