Thy Modesty 's A Candle To Thy

His Designs Were Strictly Honourable, As The Phrase Is; That Is, To Rob A Lady Of Her Fortune By Way Of Marriage.

Hairbreadth Missings Of Happiness Look Like The Insults Of Fortune.

It Is With Jealousy As With The Gout. When Such Distempers Are In The Blood, There Is Never Any Security Against Their Breaking Out, And That Often On The Slightest Occasions, And When Least Suspected.

A Beau Is Everything Of A Woman But The Sex, And Nothing Of A Man Beside It.

There Are Persons Of That General Philanthropy And Easy Tempers, Which The World In Contempt Generally Calls Good-natured, Who Seem To Be Sent Into The World With The Same Design With Which Men Put Little Fish Into A Pike Pond, In Order Only To Be Devoured By That Voracious Water-hero.