Second Thoughts, They Say, Are Best.

Nature Meant Me A Wife, A Silly, Harmless, Household Dove, Fond Without Art, And Kind Without Deceit.

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.

He Who Trusts Secrets To A Servant Makes Him His Master

Ill Writers Are Usually The Sharpest Censors.

Thou Strong Seducer, Opportunity!