To Men Pressed By Their Wants All

Let Those That Merely Talk And Never Think, That Live In The Wild Anarchy Of Drink

I Perceive Affection Makes A Fool Of Any Man Too Much The Father.

The Pipe Marks The Point At Which The Orangutan Ends And Man Begins.

Follow A Shadow, It Still Flies You, Seem To Fly, It Will Pursue: So Court A Mistress, She Denies You; Let Her Alone, She Will Court You. Say Are Not Women Truly, Then, Styled But The Shadows Of Us Men?

The Way To Rise Is To Obey And Please.