And When A Lady's In The Case,

Youth's The Season Made For Joys, Love Is Then Our Duty.

To Frame The Little Animal, Provide All The Gay Hues That Wait On Female Pride: Let Nature Guide Thee; Sometimes Golden Wire The Shining Bellies Of The Fly Require; The Peacock's Plumes Thy Tackle Must Not Fail, Nor The Dear Purchase Of The Sable's Tail.

A Man Is Always Afraid Of A Woman That Loves Him Too Much

The Luxury Of Doing Good Surpasses Every Other Personal Enjoyment.

The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost In The Sweets.