By Outward Show Let's Not

One Common Fate We Both Must Prove; You Die With Envy, I With Love.

I Know You Lawyers Can With Ease, Twist Words And Meanings As You Please; That Language, By Your Skill Made Pliant, Will Bend To Favour Every Client; That 'tis The Fee Directs The Sense, To Make Out Either Side's Pretense.

't Is Woman That Seduces All Mankind; By Her We First Were Taught The Wheedling Arts.

Can Love Be Controll'd By Advice?

How Happy Could I Be With Either, Were T'other Dear Charmer Away!