But His Kiss Was So

A Wolf Eats Sheep But Now And Then; Ten Thousands Are Devour'd By Men. An Open Foe May Prove A Curse, But A Pretend Friend Is Worse.

And When A Lady's In The Case, You Know, All Other Things Give Place.

Whence Is Thy Learning? Hath Thy Toil O'er Books Consumed The Midnight Oil?

She Who Has Never Lov'd, Has Never Liv'd.

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