Thus shadow owes its birth to light.

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

But his kiss was so sweet, and so closely he pressed, that I languished and pined till I granted the rest.

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.

By outward show let's not be cheated; An ass should like an ass be treated.

No author ever spar'd a brother.

How, like a moth, the simple maid Still plays around the flame!