Praising all alike, is praising none.

How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear charmer away!

The charge is prepared; the lawyers are met; The judges all ranged (a terrible show!) I go, undismay'd. For death is a debt, A debt on demand. So take what I owe.

Music might tame and civilize wild beasts, but 'tis evident it never yet could tame and civilize musicians.

The sun was set; the night came on apace, And falling dews bewet around the place; The bat takes airy rounds on leathern wings, And the hoarse owl his woeful dirges sings.

Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.

Of all the fools that pride can boast, A Coxcomb claims distinction most.