See their own feathers pluck'd to wing the dart
Which rank corruption destines for their heart.[518:1]
Corruption.
[[519]]
A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made:
'T is but black eyes and lemonade.
Intercepted Letters. Letter vi.
There was a little man, and he had a little soul;
And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!
Little Man and Little Soul.