Gold Is A Deep-persuading Orator.

Every One That Flatters Thee Is No Friend In Misery. Words Are Easy, Like The Wind, Faithful Friends Are Hard To Find.

Love Is A Fiend, A Fire, A Heaven, A Hell Where Pleasure, Pain, And Sad Repentance Dwell

As It Fell Upon A Day In The Merry Month Of May, Sitting In A Pleasant Shade Which A Grove Of Myrtles Made.

Money Is The Sovereign Queen Of All Delights - For Her, The Lawyer Pleads, The Soldier Fights.

Nothing Is More Certain Than Uncertainties: / Fortune Is Full Of Fresh Variety; / Constant In Nothing But Inconstancy.