The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth, While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

What an antithetical mind! - tenderness, roughness - delicacy, coarseness - sentiment, sensuality - soaring and groveling, dirt and deity - all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!

This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction.

It is the lava of the imagination whose eruption prevents an earthquake.

Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast.

Brisk Confidence still best with woman copes: Pique her and soothe in turn-soon Passion crowns thy hopes.

A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover - but will sooner or later find a tyrant.