I must have women - there is nothing unbends the mind like them.
Learning by study must be won; 'Twas ne'er entail'd from son to son.
Praising all alike, is praising none.
Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined.
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.