And when a lady's in the case, You know, all other things give place.
Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
Youth's the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.
Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!
Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined.
A 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.