Sir, You Shall Taste My Anno Domini.

I Hate All That Don't Love Me, And Slight All That Do.

Women Are Like Pictures: Of No Value In The Hands Of A Fool Till He Hears Men Of Sense Bid High For The Purchase.

Grant Me Some Wild Expressions, Heavens, Or I Shall Burst.

How A Little Love And Good Company Improves A Woman.

Do You Think A Woman's Silence Can Be Natural?