Shall Ignorance Of Good And Ill Dare

I Never, With Important Air, In Conversation Overbear. . . . . My Tongue Within My Lips I Rein; For Who Talks Much Must Talk In Vain.

Let Firm, Well Hammer'd Soles Protect Thy Feet Through Freezing Snows, And Rains, And Soaking Sleet; Should The Big Last Extend The Shoe Too Wide, Each Stone Will Wrench The Unwary Step Aside; The Sudden Turn May Stretch The Swelling Vein, The Cracking Joint Unhinge, Or Ankle Sprain; And When Too Short The Modish Shoes Are Worn, You'll Judge The Seasons By Your Shooting Corn.

Whence Is Thy Learning? Hath Thy Toil O'er Books Consumed The Midnight Oil?

A Man Is Always Afraid Of A Woman That Loves Him Too Much

Of All The Fools That Pride Can Boast, A Coxcomb Claims Distinction Most.