Such Antics Do Not Amount

Words Without Thoughts Never To Heaven Go.

Let Every Eye Negotiate For Itself And Trust No Agent.

Then To Silvia Let Us Sing That Silvia Is Excelling. She Excels Each Mortal Thing Upon The Dull Earth Dwelling.

The Prince Of Darkness Is A Gentleman!

A College Of Wit-crackers Cannot Flout Me Out Of My Humor. Dost Thou Think I Care For A Satire Or An Epigram?