Let fowk bode weel, and strive to do their best

You have sae saft a voice and slid a tongue, You are the darling of baith auld and young.

For when I dinna clearly see, I always own I dinna ken, And that's the way with wisest men.

A bleezing ingle, and a clean hearthstane.

A dish of married love right soon grows cauld.

Hamlet most brings home to us at once the sense of the soul's infinity, and the sense of the doom which not only circumscribes that infinity but appears to be its offspring.

You cannot dictate to any man what shall be his morality or his own religion. He must make his own choice. Your attempts to impose total sexual abstinence on him he regards as a meddlesome and impertinent interference with the expression …