Our Judgments, Like Our Watches, None Go

No Woman Ever Hates A Man For Being In Love With Her, But Many A Woman Hate A Man For Being A Friend To Her.

Others Import Yet Nobler Arts From France, Teach Kings To Fiddle, And Make Senates Dance.

A Man Of Business May Talk Of Philosophy; A Man Who Has None May Practice It.

Is That A Birthday? 'tis, Alas! Too Clear; 'tis But The Funeral Of The Former Year.

What Then Remains, But Well Our Power To Use, And Keep Good-humor Still Whate'er We Lose? And Trust Me, Dear, Good-humor Can Prevail, When Airs, And Flights, And Screams, And Scolding Fail.