An Obstinate Person Does Not Hold Opinions;

Luxurious Lobster-nights, Farewell, For Sober, Studious Days!

Authors Are Partial To Their Wit, 'tis True, But Are Not Critics To Their Judgment, Too?

No Silver Saints, By Dying Misers Giv'n, Here Brib'd The Rage Of Ill-requited Heav'n; But Such Plain Roofs As Piety Could Raise, And Only Vocal With The Maker's Praise.

True Friendship's Laws Are By This Rule Express'd, Welcome The Coming, Speed The Parting Guest.

By Flatterers Besieged And So Obliging That He Ne'er Obliged.