How Happy Could I Be With Either,

If With Me You'd Fondly Stray Over The Hills And Far Away.

Shall Ignorance Of Good And Ill Dare To Direct The Eternal Will? Seek Virtue, And Of That Possest, To Providence Resign The Rest.

Fair Words Cost Nothing.

Learning By Study Must Be Won; 'twas Ne'er Entail'd From Son To Son.

O Polly, You Might Have Toyed And Kissed, By Keeping Men Off, You Keep Them On.