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 |
Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. |
Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive. |
Music has charms to soothe the savage beast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. |
Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. |
Music hath 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 informed by magic numbers and persuasive sound. |
Nature, to each allots his proper Sphere, But, that forsaken, we like Comets err: Toss'd thro' the Void, by some rude Shock we're broke, And all our boasted Fire is lost in Smoke |
Never go to bed angry, stay up and fight. |
No mask like open truth to cover lies,
As to go naked is the best disguise. |
No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me. |
O ay, letters - I had letters - I am persecuted with letters - I hate letters - nobody knows how to write letters; and yet one has 'em, one does not know why - they serve one to pin up one's hair. |
O fie miss, you must not kiss and tell. |
O the pious friendships of the female sex! |
O, she is the antidote to desire. |
One of love's April-fools. |