her dark hair was dispread, Like the pine’s locks upon the lingering blast; Over mine eyes its shadowy strings it spread Fitfully, and the hills and streams fled fast, As o’er their glimmering forms the steed’s broad shadow past; […]

It's usually a simple task, but you should know the pitfalls before you attempt it yourself.

the destruction that waits on Monarchs, who consider fidelity to them as the most degrading of all vices

Good arternoon, sir, said a man who, with a short whip in his hand, trudged beside the white horse that towed the barge.