Faith Goes Out Through The Window When

I'll Tell Thee What It Says; It Calls Me Villain, A Treacherous Husband, A Cruel Father, A False Brother; One Lost To Nature And Her Charities; Or To Say All In One Short Word, It Calls Me - Gamester.

Honesty Needs No Pains To Set Itself Off.

But From The Hoop's Bewitching Round, Her Very Shoe Has Power To Wound.

I Am Rich Beyond The Dreams Of Avarice.

Ay, Rail At Gaming - 'tis A Rich Topic, And Affords Noble Declamation. Go, Preach Against It In The City - You'll Find A Congregation In Every Tavern.