A cottager, I mark’d a throne Of half the world as all my own, And murmur’d at such lowly lot

The refinement of our tastes, of course, is communicated to our sentiments; and we exaggerate, subtilise, and spiritualise—the three chief ingredients of romance.

It was directed toward a program, Tuesday's Child, which endorses systematic, unquestioning rejection by parents of the program-created noncompliant behaviors in their eighteen-month- to five-year-old children.

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