The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry plain.
Virtue alone is happiness below.
So perish all who do the like again.
The cabinets of the sick and the closets of the dead have been ransacked to publish private letters and divulge to all mankind the most secret sentiments of friendship.
The most positive men are the most credulous.
Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.