"Better build schoolrooms for "the boy,"Than cells and gibbets for "the man.""
"I love it, I love it; and who shall dareTo chide me for loving that old arm-chair?"
"Though language forms the preacher, 'Tis "good works" make the man."
"Whom do we dub as Gentleman?The Knave, the fool, the brute --If they but own full tithe of gold,and Wear a courtly suit."
"Why should we strive, with cynic frown,To knock their fairy castles down?"