How, like a moth, the simple maid Still plays around the flame!
John Gay
How, like a moth, the simple ...
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What frenzy dictates, jealousy believes
John Gay
Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long together, if ever we had been married? Baggage!
John Gay
What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air, Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare. Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food, And France robs marshes of the croaking brood.
John Gay
Exercise thy lasting youth defends.
John Gay
Let firm, well hammer'd soles protect thy feet Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet; Should the big last extend the shoe too wide, Each stone will wrench the unwary step aside; The sudden turn may stretch the swelling vein, The cracking joint unhinge, or ankle sprain; And when too short the modish shoes are worn, You'll judge the seasons by your shooting corn.
John Gay
