False Love Is Only Blinder.

Like Hungry Guests, A Sitting Audience Looks / Plays Are Like Suppers; Poets Are The Cooks / The Founder's You; The Table Is This Place / The Carvers We; The Prologue Is The Grace / Each Act A Course, Each Scene, A Different Dish.

Since A Woman Must Wear Chains, I Would Have The Pleasure Of Hearing 'em Rattle A Little.

'twas For The Good Of My Country That I Should Be Abroad. Anything For The Good Of One's Country-i'm A Roman For That.

Tis A Question Whether Adversity Or Prosperity Makes The Most Poets.

No Woman Can Be A Beauty Without A Fortune.