Custom Is The Most Certain

Follow A Shadow, It Still Flies You, Seem To Fly, It Will Pursue: So Court A Mistress, She Denies You; Let Her Alone, She Will Court You. Say Are Not Women Truly, Then, Styled But The Shadows Of Us Men?

Guilt's A Terrible Thing.

A Thankful Man Owes A Courtesy Ever; The Unthankful But When He Needs It.

Memory, Of All The Powers Of The Mind, Is The Most Delicate And Frail.

For He That Once Is Good, Is Ever Great.