Fools May Our Scorn, Not Envy, Raise.

When We Risk No Contradiction, It Prompts The Tongue To Deal In Fiction.

Youth's The Season Made For Joys, Love Is Then Our Duty.

One Wife Is Too Much For Most Husbands To Bear, But Two At A Time There's No Mortal Can Bear.

To Shoot At Crows Is Powder Flung Away.

No Author Ever Spar'd A Brother.