Conscience And Wealth Are Not Always Neighbors.

0 Summer Friendship, Whose Flat-tering Leaves Shadowed Us In Our Prosperity, With The Least Gust, Drop Off In The Autumn Of Adversity.

Giants In Their Promises, But Those Obtained, Weak Pigmies In Their Performance.

I Have Play'd The Fool, The Gross Fool, To Believe The Bosom Of A Friend Will Hold A Secret Mine Own Could Not Contain.

Detraction's A Bold Monster, And Fears Not To Wound The Fame Of Princes, If It Find But Any Blemish In Their Lives To Work On.

I Had Not To This Time Subsisted, But That I Was Supported By Your Frequent Courtesies And Favours.