She knows no difference 'twixt head and privities who devours immense oysters at midnight.
The gods alone know, what kind of wife a man will have.
To have slaved so many years for nothing!
The same dish cooked over and over again wears out the irksome life of the teacher.
Lost money is bewailed with deeper sighs Than friends, or kindred, and with louder cries.
The sweetest pleasures soonest cloy, And its best flavour temperance gives to joy.