For Wit And Judgment Often Are At

Women Use Lovers As They Do Cards; They Play With Them A While, And When They Have Got All They Can By Them, Throw Them Away, Call For New Ones, And Then Perhaps Lose By The New All They Got By The Old Ones.

Truths Would You Teach, Or Save A Sinking Land? All Fear, None Aid You, And Few Understand.

Beauty That Shocks You, Parts That None Will Trust, Wit That Can Creep, And Pride That Licks The Dust.

When Rumours Increase, And When There Is An Abundance Of Noise And Clamour, Believe The Second Report.

He Who Serves His Brother Best Gets Nearer God Than All The Rest.