O, She Is The Antidote To Desire.

I Hope You Do Not Think Me Prone To Any Iteration Of Nuptials.

How Hard A Thing 'twould Be To Please You All.

They Are At The End Of The Gallery; Retired To Their Tea And Scandal, According To Their Ancient Custom.

Who Pleases One Against His Will.

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