An Idler Is A Watch That Wants

Built God A Church And Laughed His Word To Scorn.

The Parson Knows Enough Who Knows A Duke.

Most Satirists Are Indeed A Public Scourge; Their Mildest Physic Is A Farrier's Purge; Their Acrid Temper Turns, As Soon As Stirr'd, The Milk Of Their Good Purpose All To Curd. Their Zeal Begotten, As Their Works Rehearse, By Lean Despair Upon An Empty Purse.

No Wisdom That She May Gain By Experience And Reflection Hereafter, Will Compensate The Loss Of Her Present Hilarity.

Forgot The Blush That Virgin Fears Impart To Modest Cheeks, And Borrowed One From Art.