How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid

If The Heart Of A Man Is Depressed With Cares, The Mist Is Dispelled When A Woman Appears.

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.

To Shoot At Crows Is Powder Flung Away.

Envy's A Sharper Spur Than Pay.

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