John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester

He saw her lovely bosom bare, Her strawberry nipples made him stare.

The Elephant is never won with Anger, Nor must that man, who would reclaim a Lion, Take him by the teeth.

When my young master's worship comes to town, From pedagogue and mother just fit free, The heir and hopes of a great famiiy; Who with strong beer and beef the country rules, And ever since the Conquest have been fools; And now, with …

Love, the most generous passion of the mind The softest refuge innocence can find.