"Webster is not concerned with humanity. He is the poet of bile and brainstorm, the sweet singer of apoplexy; ideally,…"

"Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burn brightest, old linen wash whitest? Old soldiers, …"

"I saw him going the way of all flesh."

"Vain the ambition of kings Who seek by trophies and dead things To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to …"

"'T is just like a summer bird-cage in a garden,—the birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are …"

"Condemn you me for that the duke did love me? So may you blame some fair and crystal river For that some melancholic,…"

"Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, But look'd too near have neither heat nor light."

"Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover T…"

"But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again."

"Prosperity doth bewitch men, seeming clear; But seas do laugh, show white, when rocks are near."