Religion Blushing, Veils Her Sacred

Wine Lets No Lover Unrewarded Go.

You Beat Your Pate, And Fancy Wit Will Come: Knock As You Please, There's No Body At Home.

Why Did I Write? What Sin To Me Unknown Dipped Me In Ink, My Parents , Or My Own?

Fools Rush In Where Angels Fear To Tread.

Every Man Has Just As Much Vanity As He Wants Understanding.