But his kiss was so sweet, and so closely he pressed, that I languished and pined till I granted the rest.

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

Sure men were born to lie, and women to believe them!

I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. . . . . My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much must talk in vain.

'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts.

Shall ignorance of good and ill Dare to direct the eternal will? Seek virtue, and of that possest, To Providence resign the rest.

Of all mechanics, of all servile handycrafts-men, a gamester is the vilest. But yet, as many of the quality are of the profession, he is admitted amongst the politest company.