I told her of my sufferings and my madness, And how, awakened from that dreamy mood By Liberty’s uprise, the strength of gladness Came to my spirit in my solitude; […]

I have known an operating surgeon, because he possessed a medical title, to be elected physician to a county hospital. I have known the surgical staff for years refuse to recognize this irregular. Yet, after all, when he became popular and unputdownable, giving in their isolated adhesions to the conqueror, not because they had altered their sentiments, but that their pockets taught them, like nature, to abhor a vacuum.

Approach thou beacon [the Sun] to this vnder gloabe, That by thy comfortable beames I may Peruſe this letter, nothing almoſt ſees my wracke But miſerie.

If you have children in your house, and they are this morning tugging at your covers and jumping up and down in their feeted pajamas and begging you to get up and go with them to the Christmas tree, by all means, arise!