Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?

What is it men in women do require: The lineaments of gratified desire. What is it women do in men require: The lineaments of gratified desire.

How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!

The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.

If you trap the moment before it's ripe, The tears of repentence you'll certainly wipe; But if once you let the ripe moment go You can never wipe off the tears of woe.