When We Risk No Contradiction,

What Then In Love Can Woman Do? If We Grow Fond They Shun Us. And When We Fly Them, They Pursue: But Leave Us When They've Won Us.

Is There No Hope? The Sick Man Said, The Silent Doctor Shook His Head, And Took His Leave With Signs Of Sorrow, Despairing Of His Fee To-morrow.

Who Friendship With A Knave Hath Made, Is Judged A Partner In The Trade.

Can Love Be Controll'd By Advice?

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