I Believe They Talked Of

Observe This, That Tho A Woman Swear, Forswear, Lie, Dissemble, Back-bite, Be Proud, Vain, Malicious, Anything, If She Secures The Main Chance, She's Still Virtuous; That's A Maxim.

Tis The Greatest Misfortune In Nature For A Woman To Want A Confidant.

Vivutur Ingenio, That Damn'd Motto There Seduced Me First To Me A Wicked Player.

I Have Fed Purely Upon Ale; I Have Eat My Ale, Drank My Ale, And I Always Sleep Upon Ale.

'twas For The Good Of My Country That I Should Be Abroad. Anything For The Good Of One's Country-i'm A Roman For That.