And Love's The Noblest Frailty Of The

Sweet Is Pleasure After Pain.

But Wild Ambition Loves To Slide, Not Stand, And Fortune's Ice Prefers To Virtue's Land.

Youth Should Watch Joys And Shoot Them As They Fly.

None, None Descends Into Himself, To Find The Secret Imperfections Of His Mind: But Every One Is Eagle-ey'd To See Another's Faults, And His Deformity.

Only Man Clogs His Happiness With Care, Destroying What Is With Thoughts Of What May Be.