Smart soldiers like to be well tightened in: Loose habits would…

Love levels all,—it elevates the clown, And often brings the fattest people down.

My dog, who picks up everything one teaches, Has got "three heads," like Mr. Gladstone's speeches, But, as might naturally be expected, His are considerably more connected.

Life's too short for chess.

This gardener's rule applies to youth and age, When young sow wild oats, but when old grow sage.

The least drop in the world I do not mind: "Cognac"'s a noun I never yet declin'd.

Oft cruel Wars contending Hermits wage, And long for the disputed Shell engage. The strongest will the doubtful Prize possess, Pow’r gives him Right, and All the Claim confess.