H, my Maria! Alas! she married another. They frequently do. I hope she is happy—because I am.
C. F. Browne, Artemus Ward's Lecture.
ISE up, cold reverend, to a see;
Confound the unbeliever!
Yet ne'er 'neath thee my seat shall be
For ever and for ever.
Preach, softly preach, in lawn and be
A comely, model liver,
But ne'er 'neath thee my seat shall be
For ever and for ever.
And here shall sleep thy Alderman,
And here thy pauper shiver,
And here by thee shall buzz the "she,"
For ever and for ever.
A thousand men shall sneer at thee,
A thousand women quiver,
But ne'er 'neath thee my seat shall be
For ever and for ever.
The Shotover Papers.
OR people to live happily together, the real secret is, that they should not live too much together.
Ellesmere, in Helps's Friends in Council.
