No One Was Ever Scolded Out Of

All Zeal For A Reform, That Gives Offence To Peace And Charity, Is Mere Pretence.

The Nurse Sleeps Sweetly, Hired To Watch The Sick, / Whom, Snoring, She Disturbs.

Forgot The Blush That Virgin Fears Impart To Modest Cheeks, And Borrowed One From Art.

Existence Is A Strange Bargain. Life Owes Us Little; We Owe It Everything. The Only True Happiness Comes From Squandering Ourselves For A Purpose.

'tis Liberty Alone That Gives The Flower Of Fleeting Life Its Lustre And Perfume; And We Are Weeds Without It.