Let me stifle the agonies that are awakened by thy name.

Let me, for a time, regard thee as a being of no terrible attributes.

Let me tear myself from contemplation of the evils of which it is but too certain that thou wast the author, and limit my view to those harmless appearances which attended thy entrance on the stage.
One sunny afternoon, I was standing in the door of my house, when I marked a person passing close to the edge of the bank that was in front.

His pace was a careless and lingering one, and had none of that gracefulness and ease which distinguish a person with certain advantages of education from a clown.

His gait was rustic and aukward.