Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
my Laura (she would often say) Beware
of the insipid Vanities and idle Dissipations of the Metropolis of England; Beware
of the unmeaning Luxuries of Bath and of the stinking fish of Southampton.
But oh, beamish nephew, beware
of the day, If your Snark be a Boojum
By how much the more, men ought to beware
of this passion, which loseth not only other things, but itself
Sir Harry, beware
of canaries: they spit the seed out through the bars of the cages and then the mice come.