No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.

Spare feast! a radish and an egg.

I was a stricken deer, that left the herd / Long since.

Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavor.

Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all it's flavour.

He would not, with a peremptory tone,Assert the nose upon his face his own.