An Ugly Woman In A Rich Habit

Present Joys Are More To Flesh And Blood Than A Dull Prospect Of A Distant Good.

Not Heav'n Itself Upon The Past Has Pow'r; But What Has Been, Has Been, And I Have Had My Hour.

A Satirical Poet Is The Check Of The Laymen On Bad Priests.

A Farce Is That In Poetry Which Grotesque (caricature) Is In Painting. The Persons And Actions Of A Farce Are All Unnatural, And The Manners False, That Is, Inconsistent With The Characters Of Mankind; And Grotesque Painting Is The Just Resemblance Of This.

Pity Melts The Mind To Love.