Nature Made Every Fop To Plague His

The Difference Is As Great Between The Optics Seeing As The Objects Seen. All Manners Take A Tincture From Our Own; Or Come Discolor'd Through Out Passions Shown; Or Fancy's Beam Enlarges, Multiplies, Contracts, Inverts, And Gives Ten Thousand Dyes.

In Vain Sedate Reflections We Would Make When Half Our Knowledge We Must Snatch, Not Take.

She Who Ne'er Answers Till A Husband Cools, Or, If She Rules Him, Never Shows She Rules; Charms By Accepting, By Submitting, Sways, Yet Has Her Humor Most, When She Obeys.

I Am Satisfied To Trifle Away My Time, Rather Than Let It Stick By Me.

Who Breaks A Butterfly On A Wheel?