I Believe They Talked Of Me, For

Charming Women Can True Converts Make, We Love The Precepts For The Teacher's Sake.

Tis A Question Whether Adversity Or Prosperity Makes The Most Poets.

Like Hungry Guests, A Sitting Audience Looks / Plays Are Like Suppers; Poets Are The Cooks / The Founder's You; The Table Is This Place / The Carvers We; The Prologue Is The Grace / Each Act A Course, Each Scene, A Different Dish.

Necessity, The Mother Of Invention.

Since A Woman Must Wear Chains, I Would Have The Pleasure Of Hearing 'em Rattle A Little.