Who Can Control His Fate?

Conversation Should Be Pleasant Without Scurrility, Witty Without Affectation, Free Without Indecency, Learned Without Conceitedness, Novel Without Falsehood.

Love Hath Made Thee A Tame Snake

My Heart Laments That Virtue Cannot Live Out Of The Teeth Of Emulation.

And Why Not Death Rather Than Living Torment? To Die Is To Be Banish'd From Myself; And Silvia Is Myself: Banish'd From Her Is Self From Self: A Deadly Banishment!

My Thoughts Are Whirled Like A Potter's Wheel; I Know Not Where I Am Nor What I Do.