A Woman's Friendship Ever Ends

So Comes A Reck'ning When The Banquet's O'er, The Dreadful Reckn'ning, And Men Smile No More.

A Woman's Friendship Ever Ends In Love.

I Hate The Man Who Builds His Name On Ruins Of Another's Fame. Thus Prudes, By Characters O'erthrown, Imagine That They Raise Their Own. Thus Scribblers, Covetous Of Praise, Think Slander Can Transplant The Bays.

By Outward Show Let's Not Be Cheated; An Ass Should Like An Ass Be Treated.

What Frenzy Dictates, Jealousy Believes