To friendship every burden's light.

I cannot raise my worth too high; Of what vast consequence am I! "Not of the importance you suppose," Replies a Flea upon his nose; "Be humble, learn thyself to scan; Know, pride was never made for man.

Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.

Can you support the expense of a husband, hussy, in gaming, drinking and whoring? Have you money enough to carry on the daily quarrels of man and wife about who shall squander most?

A man is always afraid of a woman that loves him too much

Give me, kind heaven, a private station, a mind serene for contemplation.