Love Is A Passion Which Kindles Honor

O Freedom, First Delight Of Human Kind!

Sure There Is None But Fears A Future State; And When The Most Obdurate Swear They Do Not, Their Trembling Hearts Belie Their Boasting Tongues.

A Brave Man Scorns To Quarrel Once A Day; Like Hectors In At Every Petty Fray.

Old As I Am, For Ladies' Love Unfit, The Power Of Beauty I Remember Yet.

We By Art Unteach What Nature Taught.