There is a natural aristocracy among men. The grounds of this are virtue and talents.
As virtuous men pass mildly away and whisper to their souls to go whilst some of their sad friends do say the breath goes now and some say no.
I am two fools I know for loving and for saying so in whining poetry.
Nature's great masterpiece an elephant the only harmless great thing.
Be thine own palace or the world's thy jail.
It would be a sad day if we British stopped being cynical, but you...
I have this absurd syndrome where I get these out-of-the-blue, pathetic...
It’s just rubbish.
