In one great man we view with odds A parallel to all the gods. Great Jove, that shook heaven wit… Could never match his princely bow… In him a Bacchus we behold:

Horatio, of ideal courage vain, Was flourishing in air his father’… And, as the fumes of valour swelle… Now thought himself this hero, and… ‘And now,’ he cried, 'I will Achi…

A bird appears a thoughtless thing… He’s ever living on the wing, And keeps up such a carolling, That little else to do but sing A man would guess had he.

When I the memory repeat Of the heroic actions great, Which, in contempt of pain and dea… Were done by men who drew their br… In ages past, I find no deed

‘Tell me, would you rather be Changed by a fairy to the fine Young orphan heiress Geraldine, Or still be Emily? ’Consider, ere you answer me,

Lazy—bones, lazy—bones, wake up an… The Cat’s in the cupboard, your M… There you sit snoring, forgetting… Who is to give her her Bolus and… Twenty—five Angels must come into…

O what a joyous joyous day Is that on which we come At the recess from school away, Each lad to his own home! What though the coach is crammëd f…

'Why so I will, you noisy bird, This very day I’ll advertise you, Perhaps some busy ones may prize y… A fine—tongued parrot as was ever… I’ll word it thus—set forth all ch…

When the arts in their infancy wer… In a fable of old ‘tis exprest, A wise magpie constructed that rar… Little house for young birds, call… This was talked of the whole count…

JANE. Miss Lydia every day is drest Better than I am in my best White cambric—muslin frock. I wish I had one made of clear

Incorrectness in your speech Carefully avoid, my Anna; Study well the sense of each Sentence, lest in any manner It misrepresent the truth;

SISTER. Do, my dearest brother John, Let that butterfly alone. BROTHER. What harm now do I do?

My parents sleep both in one grave… My only friend’s a brother. The dearest things upon the earth We are to one another. A fine stout boy I knew him once,

‘Our governess is not in school, So we may talk a bit; Sit down upon this little stool, Come, little Mary, sit: ’And, my dear playmate, tell me wh…

Arrayed—a half angelic sight— In nests of pure baptismal white, The mother to the font doth bring The little, helpless, nameless thi… With hushes soft, and mild caressi…