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.

Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.

Exercise thy lasting youth defends.

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

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise. For envy is a kind of praise.

Good housewives all the winter's rage despise, Defended by the riding-hood's disguise; Or, underneath the umbrella's oily shade, Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread, Let Persian dames the unbrella's ribs display, To guard their beauties from the sunny ray; Or sweating slaves support the shady load, When eastern monarchs show their state abroad; Britain in winter only knows its aid, To guard from chilling showers the walking maid.

No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.