Who Talks Much, Must Talk In Vain.

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.

How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid Still Plays Around The Flame!

Can Love Be Controll'd By Advice?

Lest Men Suspect Your Tale Untrue, Keep Probability In View.

't Is Woman That Seduces All Mankind; By Her We First Were Taught The Wheedling Arts.