Most Women Have No Characters At All.

Presumptuous Man! The Reason Wouldst Thou Find,why Form'd So Weak, So Little, And So Blind?first, If Thou Canst, The Harder Reason Guess,why Form'd No Weaker, Blinder, And No Less!ask Of Thy Mother Earth, Why Oaks Are Madetaller Or Stronger Than The Weeds They Shade?or Ask Of Yonder Argent Fields Above,why Jove's Satellites Are Less Than Jove?

The Muse But Serv'd To Ease Some Friend, Not Wife, / To Help Me Through This Long Disease, My Life.

Truths Would You Teach, Or Save A Sinking Land? All Fear, None Aid You, And Few Understand.

Say First, Of God Above Or Man Below; What Can We Reason But From What We Know.

A Disputant No More Cares For The Truth Than The Sportsman For The Hare.