For The Good, When Praised, Feel Something

There Is No Benefit In The Gifts Of A Bad Man.

It's Not Beauty But Fine Qualities, My Girl, That Keep A Husband.

O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through Life, And Find You At Last But A Shade.

High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's Heart, But Ever They Stand Close To The Brink Of Grief.

To An Old Father, Nothing Is More Sweet Than A Daughter. Boys Are More Spirited, But Their Ways Are Not So Tender.