Conscience, The Executioner, Shaking Her

Lost Money Is Bewailed With Deeper Sighs Than Friends, Or Kindred, And With Louder Cries.

Whatever Is Committed From A Bad Example, Is Displeasing Even To Its Author.

Honesty Is Praised And Left In The Cold.

When Your Armour Is On, It Is Too Late To Retreat.

O Poverty, Thy Thousand Ills Combined Sink Not So Deep Into The Generous Mind, As The Contempt And Laughter Of Mankind.