Maxioms by John Gay
How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows,
Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows,
Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
The coquets of both sexes are self-lovers, and that is a love no other whatever can dispossess.
The coquets of both sexes are self-lovers, and that is a love no other whatever can dispossess.
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.
When rogues like these (a sparrow cries)
To honours and employments rise,
I court no favor, ask read more
When rogues like these (a sparrow cries)
To honours and employments rise,
I court no favor, ask no place,
For such preferment is disgrace.
