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Conscience And Wealth Are Not Always Neighbors.

Giants In Their Promises, But Those Obtained, Weak Pigmies In Their Performance.

I Have Play'd The Fool, The Gross Fool, To Believe The Bosom Of A Friend Will Hold A Secret Mine Own Could Not Contain.

The Sum Of All That Makes A Just Man Happy Consists In The Well Choosing Of His Wife: And There, Well To Discharge It, Does Require Equality Of Years, Of Birth, Of Fortune; For Beauty Being Poor, And Not Cried Up By Birth Or Wealth, Can Truly Mix With Neither. And Wealth, When There's Such Difference In Years, And Fair Descent, Must Make The Yoke Uneasy.

Virtue, Thou In Rags, May Challenge More Than Vice Set Off With All The Trim Of Greatness.