Thus shadow owes its birth to light.

Who friendship with a knave hath made, Is judged a partner in the trade.

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.

Fair words cost nothing.

Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined.

Nor love, not honor, wealth nor power, can give the heart a cheerful hour when health is lost. Be timely wise; With health all taste of pleasure flies.

Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!