Thus Grief Still Treads Upon The Heels

She Likes Herself, Yet Others Hates, For That Which In Herself She Prizes; And While She Laughs At Them, Forgets She Is The Thing That She Despises.

Say What You Will, 'tis Better To Be Left Than Never To Have Been Loved.

Music Alone With Sudden Charms Can Bind The Wand'ring Sense, And Calm The Troubled Mind.

Nothing But You Can Lay Hold Of My Mind, And That Can Lay Hold Of Nothing But You.

Courtship Is To Marriage, As A Very Witty Prologue To A Very Dull Play.