My Heart Contains Of Good, Wise, Just,

It Is For Homely Features To Keep Home,- They Had Their Name Thence; Coarse Complexions And Cheeks Of Sorry Grain Will Serve To Ply The Sampler And To Tease The Huswife's Wool. What Need A Vermeil-tinctur'd Lip For That, Love-darting Eyes, Or Tresses Like The Morn?

All Hell Broke Loose.

Few Sometimes May Know, When Thousands Err.

By Night The Glass Of Galileo ... Observes Imagin'd Land And Regions In The Moon.

Revenge, At First Though Sweet, Bitter Ere Long Back On Itself Recoils.