An Englishman Fears Contempt More Than Death.

Hope Is Such A Bait, It Covers Any Hook.

Every Want That Stimulates The Breast Becomes A Source Of Pleasure When Redressed.

Well Had The Boding Tremblers Learned To Trace The Day's Disasters In His Morning Face.

In Two Opposite Opinions, If One Be Perfectly Reasonable, The Other Can't Be Perfectly Right.

Thus Let Me Hold Thee To My Heart, And Every Care Resign: And We Shall Never, Never Part, My Life-my All That's Mine!