I have an almost feminine partiality for old a. When I go to see any great house, I inquire for the a-closet, a for the picture gallery. I ot defend the order of preference, but by saying, that we have all some taste or other, of too a a date to admit of our remembering distinctly that it was an acquired one. I call to mind the first play, and the first exhibition, that I was taken to; but I am not scious of a time when a jars and saucers were introduced into my imagination.
I had nhen -- why should I now have? -- to those little, lawless, azure-tinctured grotesques, that uhe notion of men and women, float about, uncircumscribed by any element, in that world before perspectives -- a a tea-cup.
I like to see my old friends -- whom distance ot diminish -- figuring up in the air (so they appear to our optics) yet on terra firma still -- so we must in courtesy interpret that speck of deeper blue, which the decorous artist, to prevent absurdity, has made t ……（内容加载失败！）
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