But When To Sin Our Biased Nature

For All Have Not The Gift Of Martyrdom.

Home Is The Sacred Refuge Of Our Life.

I Am Resolved To Grow Fat, And Look Young Till Forty.

Virtue Without Success Is A Fair Picture Shown By An Ill Light; But Lucky Men Are Favorites Of Heaven; All Own The Chief, When Fortune Owns The Cause.

How Happy The Lover, How Easy His Chain, How Pleasing His Pain, How Sweet To Discover He Sighs Not In Vain.