Beauty Is The Lover's Gift.

I Find We Are Growing Serious, And Then We Are In Great Danger Of Being Dull.

To Find A Young Fellow That Is Neither A Wit In His Own Eye, Nor A Fool In The Eye Of The World, Is A Very Hard Task.

Music Has Charms To Sooth A Savage Breast, To Soften Rocks, Or Bend A Knotted Oak.

Delay Not Till Tomorrow To Be Wise; Tomorrow's Sun To Thee May Neve Rise.

Courtship Is To Marriage, As A Very Witty Prologue To A Very Dull Play.