My Native Land, Good Night!

What Opposite Discoveries We Have Seen! (signs Of True Genius, And Of Empty Pockets.) One Makes New Noses, One A Guillotine, One Breaks Your Bones, One Sets Them In Their Sockets; But Vaccination Certainly Has Been A Kind Antithesis To Congreve's Rockets.

The Drying Up A Single Tear Has More, Of Honest Fame, Than Shedding Seas Of Gore.

This Quiet Sail Is As A Noiseless Wing To Waft Me From Distraction.

Opinions Are Made To Be Changed Or How Is Truth To Be Got At?

But I Hate Things All Fiction... There Should Always Be Some Foundation Of Fact For The Most Airy Fabric - And Pure Invention Is But The Talent Of A Liar.