Though pleas'd to see the dolphins play, I mind my compass and my way. Votes: 9
Nor bigots who but one way see, through blinkers of authority. Votes: 8
Thus, I steer my bark, and sail On even keel, with gentle gale. Votes: 8
Talk of unusual swell of waist In maid of honor loosely laced. Votes: 8
Avarice, the sphincter of the heart. Votes: 5
Fling but a stone, the giant dies. Votes: 4
Experience join'd with common sense, To mortals is a providence. Votes: 2