I'll never forget 1948 when these so called liberals (synthetics I call them) went off the reservation and gave New York to Dewey.

Love me tender, love me sweet Never let me go

‘Zookers, lass, I never envy these young fellows their rides and scampers, unless when you come across me.’

Grandees of Spain are of two sorts, this Honour being sometimes personal, sometimes hereditary. The first, the King bids be covered themselves; the second, themselves and Heirs for ever. This is all the Ceremony in making a Grandee, neither do any other priviledges belong to it; so that it is but a Chimerical and Airy Honour, without any profit; they which marry the Heiress of a Family of a Grandee of Spain, that is such hereditarily, become Grandees in right of their Wives.