John Hoole Quotes

For while the treason I detest,
The traitor still I love.

And Neptune's white herds low above the wave.

But such their power who rule with tyrant sway,
Whom most they loath the people most obey.

Behold the state of man's unstable mind,
Still prone to change with every changing wind!
All our resolves are weak, but weakest prove
Where sprung from sense of disappointed love.

When highest placed on giddy Fortune's wheel,
Unhappy man must soon expect to feel
A sad reverse, and in the changing round
With rapid whirl as sudden touch the ground.

'Tis often constancy to change the mind.

In blaming others, fools their folly show,
And most attempt to speak when least they know.

Of all the sex this certain truth is known,
No woman yet was ever content with one.

Never let us utter what we never can know,
And chiefly when it works another's woe.