Let Us Be Very Strange And Well-bred:let

O, She Is The Antidote To Desire.

Come, Come, Leave Business To Idlers, And Wisdom To Fools: They Have Need Of 'em: Wit Be My Faculty, And Pleasure My Occupation, And Let Father Time Shake His Glass.

You Are A Woman: You Must Never Speak What You Think; Your Words Must Contradict Your Thoughts, But Your Actions May Contradict Your Words.

I Am A Fool, I Know It; And Yet, Heaven Help Me, I'm Poor Enough To Be A Wit.

They Are At The End Of The Gallery; Retired To Their Tea And Scandal, According To Their Ancient Custom.