How, Like A Moth, The Simple Maid

Around The Steel No Tortur'd Worm Shall Twine, No Blood Of Living Insect Stain My Line; Let Me, Less Cruel, Cast The Feather'd Hook, With Pliant Rod Athwart The Pebbled Brook, Silent Along The Mazy Margin Stray, And With The Fur-wrought Fly Delude The Prey.

What Frenzy Dictates, Jealousy Believes

To Cheat A Man Isnothing; But The Womanmust Have Fine Parts Indeed Who Cheats A Woman!

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

Sure Men Were Born To Lie, And Women To Believe Them!