Habit Is A Second Nature, And What

Politeness, However, Acts The Lady's Maid To Our Thoughts; And They Are Washed, Dressed, Curled, Rouged, And Perfumed, Before They Are Presented To The Public.

Anticipation Is A Bad Sleeping Draught.

Eyes That Droop Like Summer Flowers.

Nothing Is So Fortunate For Mankind As Its Diversity Of Opinion.

The Blessings Of Matrimony, Like Those Of Poverty, Belong Rather To Philosophy Than Reality.