Look round, the wrecks of play behold; Estates dismember'd, mortgaged, sold! Their owners now to jails confin'd, Show equal poverty of mind.
John GaySo comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.
John GayA Wolf eats sheep but now and then; Ten thousands are devour'd by men. An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretend friend is worse.
John Gay