One wife is too much for most husbands to bear, But two at a time there's no mortal can bear.

'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts.

Envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother; Wits are gamecocks to one another.

The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets.

Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed.

How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear charmer away!

So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.