Of all the fools that pride can boast, A Coxcomb claims distinction most.

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.

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

If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears; Like the notes of a fiddle, she sweetly, sweetly Raises the spirits, and charms our ears.

Who talks much, must talk in vain.

Who hath not heard the rich complain Of surfeits, and corporeal pain? He barr'd from every use of wealth, Envies the ploughman's strength and health.

To cheat a man isnothing; but the womanmust have fine parts indeed who cheats a woman!