Tobias Smollett

"Those sculpturd halls my feet shall never tread, Where varnishd vice and vanity combind, To dazzle and seduce, their banners spread, And forge vile shackles for the free-born mind."

"Thy fatal shafts unerring move, I bow before thine altar, Love!"

"To-day, in snow arrayd, stern winter rules The ravagd plain—Anon the teeming earth Unlocks her stores, and spring adorns the year: And shall not we—while fate, like winter, frowns, Expect revolving bliss?"

"To exult Evn oer an enemy oppressd, and heap Affliction on the afflicted, is the mark And the mean triumph of a dastard soul."

"Thy spirit, Independence, let me share, Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye. Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare,Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky."

"Writing is all a lottery -- I have been a loser by the works of the greatest men of the age."

"Keen are the pangs Of hapless love, and passion unapprovd: But where consenting wishes meet, and vows Reciprocally breathd, confirm the tie, Joy rolls on joy, an inexhausted stream! And virtue crowns the sacred scene."

"True courage scorns To vent her prowess in a storm of words; And, to the valiant, actions speak alone."

"To send the injurd unredressd away, How great soeer th offender, or the wrongd Howeer obscure, is wicked—weak and vile: Degrades, denies, and should dethrone a king!"