Of All The Fools That Pride Can

What Happiness The Rural Maid Attends, In Cheerful Labour While Each Day She Spends! She Gratefully Receives What Heav'n Has Sent, And, Rich In Poverty, Enjoys Content.

From Kings To Cobblers 'tis The Same; Bad Servants Wound Their Masters' Fame.

In Beauty Faults Conspicuous Grow; The Smallest Speck Is Seen On Snow.

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

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