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Petition Me No Petitions, Sir, To-day; Let Other Hours Be Set Apart For Business. To-day It Is Our Pleasure To Be Drunk; And This Our Queen Shall Be As Drunk As We.

Enough Is Equal To A Feast.

Dancing Begets Warmth, Which Is The Parent Of Wantonness. It Is, Sir, The Great Grandfather Of Cuckoldom.

Though We May Sometimes Unintentionally Bestow Our Beneficence On The Unworthy, It Does Not Take From The Merit Of The Act. For Charity Doth Not Adopt The Vices Of Its Objects.

Wit, Like Hunger, Will Be With Great Difficulty Restrained From Falling On Vice And Ignorance, Where There Is Great Plenty And Variety Of Food.