There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, ''Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed.

Not always actions show the man; we find who does a kindness is not therefore kind.

At ev'ry word a reputation dies.

While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!" "See man for mine!" replies a pamper'd goose.

Gentle dullness ever loves a joke.

In lazy apathy let stoics boast, their virtue fixed, 'tis fixed as in a frost.

From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.