I Confess Freely To You, I Could

Women Are Like Tricks By Sleight Of Hand, Which, To Admire, We Should Not Understand

'tis Well Enough For A Servant To Be Bred At An University. But The Education Is A Little Too Pedantic For A Gentleman.

Marriage Is Honourable, As You Say; And If So, Wherefore Should Cuckoldom Be A Discredit, Being Deriv'd From So Honourable A Root?

I Always Take Blushing Either For A Sign Of Guilt, Or Of Ill Breeding.

Musick Has Charms To Sooth A Savage Breast...