For When Was Public Virtue To Be

What Is There In The Vale Of Lifehalf So Delightful As A Wife;when Friendship, Love And Peace Combineto Stamp The Marriage-bond Divine?

Variety's The Very Spice Of Life, That Gives It All Its Flavor.

Could He With Reason Murmur At His Case, Himself Sole Author Of His Own Disgrace?

A Fool Must Now And Then Be Right, By Chance

Religion Caesar Never Knew Thy Posterity Shall Sway, Where His Eagles Never Flew, None As Invincible As They.