The Proper Study Of Mankind Is Man.

Act Well Your Part, There All The Honour Lies.

The Ruling Passion, Be It What It Will. The Ruling Passion Conquers Reason Still.

On Cold December Fragrant Chaplets Blow, And Heavy Harvests Nod Beneath The Snow.

To Rest, The Cushion And Soft Dean Invite, Who Never Mentions Hell To Ears Polite.

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.