Visits Are Insatiable Devourers Of Time, And

Habits Are Soon Assumed; But When We Strive To Strip Them Off, 'tis Being Flayed Alive.

Men Deal With Life As Children With Their Play, Who First Misuse, Then Cast Their Toys Away.

Absence Of Occupation Is Not Rest; A Mind Quite Vacant Is A Mind Distressed.

His Wit Invites You By His Looks To Come, But When You Knock, It Never Is At Home.

Unless A Love Of Virtue Light The Flame, Satire Is, More Than Those He Brands, To Blame; He Hides Behind A Magisterial Air He Own Offences, And Strips Others' Bare.