Wild oats make a bad autumn crop.

Wild oats make a bad autumn crop.

Vice gets more in this vicious world
Than piety.

Vice gets more in this vicious world
Than piety.

Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.

Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.

Vice knows she's ugly, so puts on her mask

Vice knows she's ugly, so puts on her mask

Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?

Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast;
But shall the dignity of vice be lost?

I prefer an interesting vice to a virtue that bores

I prefer an interesting vice to a virtue that bores

We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.

We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke straps our vice.

Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
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Who has a book of all that monarchs do,
He's more secure to keep it shut than shown;
For vice repeated is like the wand'ring wind,
Blows dust in others' eye, to spread itself;
And yet the end of all is bought thus dear,
The breath is gone, and the sore eyes see clear
To stop the air would hurt them.

Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.

Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.