O Fie, Miss, You Must Not Kiss

Men Are Apt To Offend ('tis True) Where They Find Most Goodness To Forgive.

To Find A Young Fellow That Is Neither A Wit In His Own Eye, Nor A Fool In The Eye Of The World, Is A Very Hard Task.

You Are A Woman: You Must Never Speak What You Think; Your Words Must Contradict Your Thoughts, But Your Actions May Contradict Your Words.

It Is The Business Of A Comic Poet To Paint The Vices And Follies Of Human Kind.

Thus In This Sad, But Oh, Too Pleasing State! My Soul Can Fix Upon Nothing But Thee; Thee It Contemplates, Admires, Adores, Nay Depends On, Trusts On You Alone.