Woman's Honor Is Nice As Ermine; It

Beware Of The Fury Of The Patient Man.

From Plots And Treasons Heaven Preserve My Years, But Save Me Most From My Petitioners. Unsatiate As The Barren Womb Or Grave; God Cannot Grant So Much As They Can Crave.

Then We Upon Our Globe's Last Verge Shall Go, And View The Ocean Leaning On The Sky: From Thence Our Rolling Neighbours We Shall Know, And On The Lunar World Securely Pry.

There Is A Proud Modesty In Merit.

When A Man's Life Is Under Debate, The Judge Can Ne'er Too Long Deliberate.