No mask like open truth to cover lies, As to go naked is the best disguise.
Love's but the frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined; A sickly flame, which if not fed expires; And feeding, wastes in self-consuming fires.
Musick has Charms to sooth a savage Breast...
I hope you do not think me prone to any iteration of nuptials.
It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of human kind.
Every man plays the fool once in his live, but to marry is playing the fool all one's life long.