Pleasure That Is Obtained By

Of All Noises, I Think Music Is The Least Disagreeable.

I Had Done All That I Could, And No Man Is Well Pleased To Have His All Neglected, Be It Ever So Little.

Everybody Loves To Have Things Which Please The Palate Put In Their Way, Without Trouble Or Preparation.

No Man Can Have Much Kindness For Him By Whom He Does Not Believe Himself Esteemed, And Nothing So Evidently Proves Esteem As Imitation.

Guilt Once Harbored In The Conscious Breast, Intimidates The Brave, Degrades The Great.