That Perfect Tranquillity Of Life, Which Is

You May Make Love In Dancing As Well As Sitting.

Love Ceases To Be A Pleasure, When It Ceases To Be A Secret.

All I Ask, Is The Privilege For My Masculine Part The Poet In Me.... If I Must Not, Because Of My Sex, Have This Freedom... I Lay Down My Quill And You Shall Hear No More Of Me.

Where There Is No Novelty, There Can Be No Curiosity.

Affectation Hath Always Had A Greater Share Both In The Action And Discourse Of Men Than Truth And Judgment Have.