All this class of pleasures inspires me with the same nausea as I feel at the sight of rich plum-cake or sweetmeats I prefer the driest bread of common life.
All this class of pleasures inspires me with the same nausea as I feel at the sight of rich plum-cake or sweetmeats I prefer the driest bread of common life.
The moment the very name of Ireland is mentioned, the English seem to bid adieu to common feeling, common prudence, and common sense, and to act with the barbarity of tyrants, and the fatuity of idiots.
Politeness is good nature regulated by good sense.
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