Spite of all modesty, a man must own a pleasure in the hearing of his praise.
Tis the greatest misfortune in nature for a woman to want a confidant.
False love is only blinder.
Like hungry guests, a sitting audience looks / Plays are like suppers; poets are the cooks / The founder's you; the table is this place / The carvers we; the prologue is the grace / Each act a course, each scene, a different dish.
Poetry's a mere drug, Sir.
Captain is a good travelling name and so I take it.