Led along, as some Creatures are, by the Noses, and voluntarily hood-winked; or like seeled Doves, sty up, you know not whither, nor how far.

Comes post-time, and I am at the bookie joint listening the running descriptions and rundowns, […]

But the Paris Hiltons of celebrityville do not regularly appear in these fan magazines.

Of the principal character thus introduced (the celebrated and graceful, but charlatanic, Bolingbroke) I still think that my sketch, upon the whole, is substantially just.