Is there no hope? the sick man said, The silent doctor shook his head, And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
There is no dependence that can be sure but a dependence upon one's self.
Of all the fools that pride can boast, A Coxcomb claims distinction most.
One wife is too much for most husbands to bear, But two at a time there's no mortal can bear.
If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.
Woman's mind Oft' shifts her passions, like th'inconstant wind; Sudden she rages, like the troubled main, Now sinks the storm, and all is calm again.