Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
And make each day a critic on the last.
Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.
There should be, methinks, as little merit in loving a woman for her beauty as in loving a man for his prosperity; both being equally subject to change.
It is sure the hardest science to forget!
Lo! The poor Indian, whose untutored mind sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind.