Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's Sun to thee may never rise; Or should to-morrow chance to cheer thy sight With her enlivening and unlook'd for light, How grateful will appear her dawning rays! As favours unexpected doubly please.

O, nothing is more alluring than a levee from a couch in some confusion.

Women like flames have a destroying power; never to be quenched till they themselves devour.

Wit must be foiled by wit: cut a diamond with a diamond.

Some by experience find those words mis-placed: At leisure married, they repent in haste.

To converse with Scandal is to play at Losing Loadum, you must lose a good name to him, before you can win it for yourself.

She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.