Haste, ye sprightly sons of pleasure; Love presents the fairest treasure; Leave all other sports for me.
— from The Poems of Oliver Goldsmith by Oliver Goldsmith
Haste, ye sprightly sons of pleasure, Love presents the fairest treasure, Leave all other joys for me.
— from Dalziels' Illustrated Goldsmith by Oliver Goldsmith
“How you snore!” said one person to another.
— from The Criminal by Havelock Ellis
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