Beauty is the lover's gift.
Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.
Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.
I am always of the opinion with the learned, if they speak first.
Marriage indeed may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man's manners.
Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it; when innocence and bold truth are always ready for expression.