To Draw True Beauty Shows A Master's

When Beauty Fires The Blood, How Love Exalts The Mind!

A Coward Is The Kindest Animal; 'tis The Most Forgiving Creature In A Fight.

Moderate Sorrow Fits Vulgar Love, And For A Vulgar Man: But I Have Lov'd With Such Transcendent Passion, I Soar'd, At First, Quite Out Of Reason's View, And Now Am Lost Above It.

The Propriety Of Thoughts And Words, Which Are The Hidden Beauties Of A Play, Are But Confusedly Judged In The Vehemence Of Action.

Be Slow To Resolve, But Quick In Performance.