I Was Struck All On A Heap.

Women Govern Us; Let Us Render Them Perfect: The More They Are Enlightened, So Much The More Shall We Be. On The Cultivation Of The Mind Of Women Depends The Wisdom Of Men. It Is By Women That Nature Writes On The Hearts Of Men.

Nay, But Jack, Such Eyes! Such Eyes! So Innocently Wild! So Bashfully Irresolute! Not A Glance But Speaks And Kindles Some Thought Of Love! Then, Jack, Her Cheeks! Her Cheeks, Jack! So Deeply Blushing At The Insinuations Of Her Tell-tale Eyes! Then, Jack, Her Lips! O, Jack, Lips Smiling At Their Own Discretion! And, If Not Smiling, More Sweetly Pouting - More Lovely In Sullenness! Then, Jack, Her Neck! O, Jack, Jack!

There 's Nothing Like Being Used To A Thing.

An Unforgiving Eye, And A Damned Disinheriting Countenance!

If The Thought Is Slow To Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Encourages It; And When It Does Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Rewards It.