Be Wise; Soar Not Too

I Had Not To This Time Subsisted, But That I Was Supported By Your Frequent Courtesies And Favours.

What Pity 'tis, One That Can Speak So Well, Should In His Actions Be So Ill!

What A Seaof Melting Ice I Walk On!

And, To All Married Men, Be This A Caution, Which They Should Duly Tender As Their Life, Neither To Doat Too Much, Nor Doubt A Wife.

We Have Not An Hour Of Life In Which Our Pleasures Relish Not Some Pain, Our Sours, Some Sweetness.