From the Book - First edition.
Part I. The roots of hatred
In the hands of an angry God
Platonic love is arrant nonsense
The prodictious glare of almost perpetual lightning
In the roseate bowers of Cupid
Six slayloads of bucks and belles
When in the course of human events
A lady with a beautiful waist
Beauty is woman's sceptre
In ill humour with everything but thee
Part II. The battle is joined
Commentaries on the laws of England
Children of a larger growth
Come my charmer and relieve me
You will become all that I wish
To a mind like his nothing comes amiss
Other than pecuniary consolation
I have been so cruelly treated
Louis Capet has lost his caput
The best woman and finest lady I have ever known
Root out the distempered and noisome weed
To fight the whole detestable faction
The bubble of speculation is burst
An absolute and abominable lie
Strut is good for nothing
A still more despicable opinion
Part IV. And then there was one
Have no anxiety about the issue of this business
A good many incidents to amuse one
Motives of profound political importance
A terrible whirlpool, threatening everything
A slight expression of contempt