Man And Wife, Coupled Together For The

The Laws I Love; The Lawyers I Suspect.

A Joke's A Very Serious Thing.

Satire, Whilst Envy And Ill-humor Sway The Mind Of Man, Must Always Make Her Way; Nor To A Bosom, With Discretion Fraught, Is All Her Malice Worth A Single Thought. The Wise Have Not The Will, Nor Fools The Power, To Stop Her Headstrong Course; Within The Hour Left To Herself, She Dies; Opposing Strife Gives Her Fresh Vigor, And Prolongs Her Life.

Quick-circulating Slanders Mirth Afford; And Reputation Bleeds In Every Word.

Ourselves Are To Ourselves The Cause Of Ill.