William Gifford Quotes
Countless the various species of mankind, Countless the shades which sep'rate mind from mind; No general object of desire is known, Each has his will, and each pursues his own.
A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate, For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.
Words borrowed of antiquity do lend a kind of majesty to style, and are not without their delight sometimes.
