A Willing Mind Makes A Hard Journey

What Pity 'tis, One That Can Speak So Well, Should In His Actions Be So Ill!

He That Doth Public Good For Multitudes, Finds Few Are Truly Grateful

Gold--the Picklock That Never Fails.

Great Men, Till They Have Gained Their Ends, Are Giants In Their Promises, But, Those Obtained, Weak Pigmies In Their Performance. And It Is A Maxim Allowed Among Them, So They May Deceive, They May Swear Anything; For The Queen Of Love, As They Hold Constantly, Does Never Punish, But Smile, At Lovers' Perjuries.

They Are Only Safe That Know To Soothe The Prince's Appetite, And Serve His Lusts.