Our business in the field of fight, Is not to question, but to prove our might.

Let sinful bachelors their woes deplore; full well they merit all they feel, and more: unaw by precepts, human or divine, like birds and beasts, promiscuously they join.

Astrologers that future fates foreshow.

Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all .

So upright Quakers please both man and God.

By flatterers besieged And so obliging that he ne'er obliged.

With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.