Charles Dickens

The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill
your pipe with that 'ere reflection.

The next time you go out to a smoking party, young feller, fill
your pipe with that 'ere reflection.

The dodgerest of all the dodgers.

The dodgerest of all the dodgers.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship;
and pass the rosy wine.

Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship;
and pass the rosy wine.

Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men read more

Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

"There are strings," said Mr. Tappertit, ". . . in the human heart
that had better not be wibrated."

"There are strings," said Mr. Tappertit, ". . . in the human heart
that had better not be wibrated."