Whoever is king, is also the father of his country.
I know thatโs a secret, for itโs whispered everywhere.
Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. I've read that things inanimate have moved, and, as with living souls, have been inform'd, by magic numbers and persuasive sound.
I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding.
Marriage is honourable, as you say; and if so, wherefore should Cuckoldom be a Discredit, being deriv'd from so honourable a Root?