E talk little if we do not talk about ourselves.
W. Hazlitt, Characteristics.
ND how was the Devil drest?
O, he was in his Sunday's best;
His jacket was red and his breeches were blue,
And there was a hole where the tail came through.
The Devil's Walk.
CLOSED glass bookcase provoked from Dr. Drake the remark that he never could stand "Locke on the Human Understanding."
Lord Teignmouth, Reminiscences.
HERE was a time, ere Trollope learned to spell,
When S. G. O. wrote seldom or wrote well;
When Swinburne only lusted after tarts,
When Beales was yet a Bachelor of Arts;
Ere Broad Church rose to make logicians stare,
That medley of St. Paul and St. Voltaire.