Forced from home, and all its pleasures, afric coast I left forlorn; to increase a stranger's treasures, o the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, paid my price in paltry gold; but, though theirs they have enroll'd me, minds are never to be sold.

No wisdom that she may gain by experience and reflection hereafter, will compensate the loss of her present hilarity.

Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.

Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys: Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex whose presence civilizes ours.

Elegant as simplicity, and warm As ecstasy.

A noisy man is always in the right.

But still remember, if you mean to please, To press your point with modesty and ease.