Revenge, Revenge, Timotheus Cries, See The Furies

And Love's The Noblest Frailty Of The Mind.

The Jews, A Headstrong, Moody, Murmuring Race.

Let Grace And Goodness Be The Principal Loadstone Of Thy Affections. For Love Which Hath Ends, Will Have An End; Whereas That Which Is Founded On True Virtue, Will Always Continue.

For Those Whom God To Ruin Has Design'd, He Fits For Fate, And First Destroys Their Mind.

Railing In Other Men May Be A Crime, But Ought To Pass For Mere Instinct In Him: Instinct He Follows And No Further Knows, For To Write Verse With Him Is To Transprose.