Sir, You Shall Taste My Anno Domini.

Women Are Like Pictures: Of No Value In The Hands Of A Fool Till He Hears Men Of Sense Bid High For The Purchase.

A Good Husband Makes A Good Wife At Any Time.

Like Hungry Guests, A Sitting Audience Looks / Plays Are Like Suppers; Poets Are The Cooks / The Founder's You; The Table Is This Place / The Carvers We; The Prologue Is The Grace / Each Act A Course, Each Scene, A Different Dish.

Spite Of All Modesty, A Man Must Own A Pleasure In The Hearing Of His Praise.

Tis A Question Whether Adversity Or Prosperity Makes The Most Poets.