Make All Fair Allowance For

When The Mischief Is Done The Door Is Shut.

For Women's Tears Are But The Sweat Of Eyes.

She Knows No Difference 'twixt Head And Privities Who Devours Immense Oysters At Midnight.

Vice Can Deceive Under The Guise And Shadow Of Virtue.

The Noiseless Foot Of Tune Steals Swiftly By And Ere We Dream Of Manhood, Age Is Nigh.