We Should Ask, Not Who

Men Are Vile Inconstant Toads.

I Have Never Had Any Great Esteem For The Generality Of The Fair Sex, And My Only Consolation For Being Of That Gender Has Been The Assurance It Gave Me Of Never Being Married To Any One Among Them.

In Short I Will Part With Anything For You But You.

The Pious Farmer, Who Ne'er Misses Pray'rs, With Patience Suffers Unexpected Rain; He Blesses Heav'n For What Its Bounty Spares, And Sees, Resign'd, A Crop Of Blighted Grain. But, Spite Of Sermons, Farmers Would Blaspheme, If A Star Fell To Set Their Thatch On Flame.

General Notions Are Generally Wrong.