One Common Fate We Both Must Prove;

How Happy Could I Be With Either, Were T'other Dear Charmer Away!

In Beauty Faults Conspicuous Grow; The Smallest Speck Is Seen On Snow.

By Outward Show Let's Not Be Cheated; An Ass Should Like An Ass Be Treated.

Whence Is Thy Learning? Hath Thy Toil O'er Books Consumed The Midnight Oil?

Envy's A Sharper Spur Than Pay: No Author Ever Spar'd A Brother; Wits Are Gamecocks To One Another.