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

The Coach does not play in the game, but the Coach helps the players identify areas to improve their game.

I learned to love despair.

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

The mellow autumn came, and with it came The promised party, to enjoy its sweets. The corn is cut, the manor full of game; The pointer ranges, and the sportsman beats In russet jacket;--lynx-like is his aim; Full grows his bag, and wonderful his feats. An, nutbrown partridges! An, brilliant pheasants! And ah, ye poachers!--'Tis no sport for peasants.

Hearts will break - yet brokenly, live on.

Be hypocritical, be cautious, be not what you seem but always what you see.