Who Pleases One Against His

No, I'm No Enemy To Learning; It Hurts Not Me.

Blessings Ever Wait On Virtuous Deeds, And Though A Late, A Sure Reward Succeeds.

Women Are Like Tricks By Sleight Of Hand, Which, To Admire, We Should Not Understand

A Woman Only Obliges A Man To Secrecy, That She May Have The Pleasure Of Telling Herself.

There Are Come Critics So With Spleen Diseased, They Scarcely Come Inclining To Be Pleased: And Sure He Must Have More Than Mortal Skill, Who Please One Against His Will.