Good sense and good-nature are never separated, though the ignorant world has thought otherwise. Good-nature, by which I mean beneficence and candor, is the product of right reason.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Dead men tell no tales.

But love's a malady without a cure.

Fortune, that with malicious joyDoes man her slave oppress,Proud of her office to destroy,Is seldom pleasd to bless.

Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.

Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night.