Can Love Be Controll'd By Advice?

Lest Men Suspect Your Tale Untrue, Keep Probability In View.

I Hate The Man Who Builds His Name On Ruins Of Another's Fame. Thus Prudes, By Characters O'erthrown, Imagine That They Raise Their Own. Thus Scribblers, Covetous Of Praise, Think Slander Can Transplant The Bays.

To Cheat A Man Isnothing; But The Womanmust Have Fine Parts Indeed Who Cheats A Woman!

Man May Escape From Rope And Gun; Nay, Some Have Outlived The Doctor's Pill: Who Takes A Woman Must Be Undone, That Basilisk Is Sure To Kill. The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost In The Sweets, So He That Tastes Woman, Woman, Woman, He That Tastes Woman, Ruin Meets.

Breathe Soft, Ye Winds! Ye Waves, In Silence Sleep!