Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke.
Moral Essays. Epistle i. Line 246.
And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.
Moral Essays. Epistle i. Line 262.
Whether the charmer sinner it or saint it,
If folly grow romantic, I must paint it.
Moral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 15.
Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it
Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.