William Congreve

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn'd,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, through the overtaking and possessing of a read more

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing, through the overtaking and possessing of a wish discovers the folly of the chase.

Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive.

Men are apt to offend ('tis true) where they find most goodness to forgive.

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds,
And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds,
And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

To converse with Scandal is to play at Losing Loadum, you must
lose a good name to him, before read more

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.