David Garrick

Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.

Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.

Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks.

Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks.

Cards were at first for benefits designed,
Sent to amuse, not to enslave the mind.

Cards were at first for benefits designed,
Sent to amuse, not to enslave the mind.

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind;
A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.

Caused by a dearth of scandal should the vapors
Distress our fair ones--let them read the prayers.