How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid

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.

Lions, Wolves, And Vultures Don't Live Together In Herds, Droves Or Flocks. Of All Animals Of Prey, Man Is The Only Sociable One. Every One Of Us Preys Upon His Neighbor, And Yet We Herd Together.

In Love We Are All Fools Alike.

Cowards Are Cruel, But The Brave Love Mercy And Delight To Save.

Fair Is The Kingcup That In Meadow Blows, Fair Is The Daisy That Beside Her Grows.