Be Wise; Soar Not Too

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.

Virtue, Thou In Rags, May Challenge More Than Vice Set Off With All The Trim Of Greatness.

He That Knows No Guilt Can Know No Fear.

Shall This Nectar Run Useless, Then, To Waste? Or ... These Lips, That Open Like The Morn, Breathing Perfumes, On Such As Dare Approach Them, Be Untouch'd? They Must--nay, 'tis In Vain To Make Resistance-- Be Often Kissed And Tasted.

One Grain Of Incense With Devotion Offer'd 's Beyond All Perfumes Of Sabaean Spices.