All Habits Gather By Unseen Degrees.

For What Can Power Give More Than Food And Drink, To Live At Ease, And Not Be Bound To Think?

My Heart's So Full Of Joy, That I Shall Do Some Wild Extravagance Of Love In Public; And The Foolish World, Which Knows Not Tenderness, Will Think Me Mad.

I Am Resolved To Grow Fat, And Look Young Till Forty.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth, Our Appetites As Apt To Change As Theirs, And Full As Craving Too, And Full As Vain.

To So Perverse A Sex All Grace Is Vain.