John Gay

My new straw hat that's trimly lin'd with green,
Let Peggy wear.

My new straw hat that's trimly lin'd with green,
Let Peggy wear.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the
wind for revealing them to the read more

If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not blame the
wind for revealing them to the trees.

A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.

A woman scorn'd is pitiless as fate,
For then the dread of shame adds stings to hate.

I never, with important air,
In conversation overbear.
. . . .
My tongue read more

I never, with important air,
In conversation overbear.
. . . .
My tongue within my lips I rein;
For who talks much must talk in vain.

To frame the little animal, provide
All the gay hues that wait on female pride:
Let Nature read more

To frame the little animal, provide
All the gay hues that wait on female pride:
Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire
The shining belles of the fly require;
The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail,
Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail.