A Hungry Wolf At All

Men Are Apt To Offend ('tis True) Where They Find Most Goodness To Forgive.

Mr Witwould: "pray, Madam, Do You Pin Up Your Hair With All Your Letters? I Find I Must Keep Copies." Mrs Millamant: "only With Those In Verse.... I Never Pin Up My Hair With Prose."

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.

Invention Flags, His Brain Goes Muddy, And Black Despair Succeeds Brown Study.

I Know A Lady That Loves To Talk So Incessantly, She Won't Give An Echo Fair Play; She Has That Everlasting Rotation Of Tongue That An Echo Must Wait Till She Dies Before It Can Catch Her Last Words!