O Polly, you might have toyed and kissed, by keeping men off, you keep them on.
But his kiss was so sweet, and so closely he pressed, that I languished and pined till I granted the rest.
Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
Envy's a sharper spur than pay.
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.