How Glowing Guilt Exalts The Keen Delight!

Of All Affliction Taught A Lover Yet, 'tis True The Hardest Science To Forget.

To Swear Is Neither Brave, Polite, Nor Wise.

A Generous Friendship No Cold Medium Knows, Burns With One Love, With One Resentment Glows.

There Are Some Solitary Wretches Who Seem To Have Left The Rest Of Mankind, Only, As Eve Left Adam, To Meet The Devil In Private.

Fair Tresses Man's Imperial Race Ensnare; And Beauty Draws Us With A Single Hair.