Envy Will Merit, As Its Shade, Pursue

Ye Flowers That Drop, Forsaken By The Spring, Ye Birds That, Left By Summer, Cease To Sing, Ye Trees That Fade, When Autumn Heats Remove, Say, Is Not Absence Death To Those Who Love?

Fools Admire, But Men Of Sense Approve.

Every Woman Is At Heart A Rake.

Fair Tresses Man's Imperial Race Ensnare; And Beauty Draws Us With A Single Hair.

Coffee Which Makes The Politician Wise, And See Through All Things With His Half-shut Eyes.