Fortune is like a widow won,And truckles to the bold alone.Collection: Widows
Hail, gentle Dawn! mild blushing goddess, hail!Rejoic'd I see thy purple mantle spreadO'er half the skies, gems pave thy radiant way,And orient pearls from ev'ry shrub depend.Collection: Purple
Let all the learned say what they can, 'tis ready money makes the man.Collection: Men
The bird That glads the night had cheer'd the listening groves with sweet complainings.Collection: Sweet