Nothing Is More Short-lived Than Pride.

Princes That Would Their People Should Do Well Must At Themselves Begin, As At The Head; For Men, By Their Example, Pattern Out Their Limitations, And Regard Of Laws: A Virtuous Court A World To Virtue Draws.

Come, My Celia, Let Us Prove, While We Can, The Sports Of Love, Time Will Not Be Ours For Ever, He, At Length, Our Good Will Sever; Spend Not Then His Gifts In Vain: Suns That Set May Rise Again; But If Once We Lose This Light, 'tis With Us Perpetual Night. Why Should We Defer Our Joys? Fame And Rumour Are But Toys.

Memory, Of All The Powers Of The Mind, Is The Most Delicate And Frail.

O! How Vain And Vile A Passion Is This Fear! What Base Uncomely Things It Makes Men Do.

Woman, The More Careful She Is About Her Face, The More Careless About Her House.