I Must Have Women - There Is

If The Heart Of A Man Is Depressed With Cares, The Mist Is Dispell'd When A Woman Appears; Like The Notes Of A Fiddle, She Sweetly, Sweetly Raises The Spirits, And Charms Our Ears.

O Polly, You Might Have Toyed And Kissed, By Keeping Men Off, You Keep Them On.

The Luxury Of Doing Good Surpasses Every Other Personal Enjoyment.

But His Kiss Was So Sweet, And So Closely He Pressed, That I Languished And Pined Till I Granted The Rest.

A Woman's Friendship Ever Ends In Love.