For Every Inch That Is Not Fool,

She, Though In Full-blown Flower Of Glorious Beauty, Grows Cold Even In The Summer Of Her Age.

The Blushing Beauties Of A Modest Maid.

Youth, Beauty, Graceful Action Seldom Fail: But Common Interest Always Will Prevail; And Pity Never Ceases To Be Shown To Him Who Makes The People's Wrongs His Own.

These Are The Effects Of Doting Age,--vain Doubts And Idle Cares And Over Caution.

So Poetry, Which Is In Oxford Made An Art, In London Only Is A Trade.