John Gay

When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway
Directs the roving trout this fatal way,
He greedily read more

When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway
Directs the roving trout this fatal way,
He greedily sucks in the twining bait,
And tugs and nibbles the fallacious meat.
Now, happy fisherman; now twitch the line!
How thy rod bends! behold, the prize is thine!

No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.

No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.

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.

Nor love, not honour, wealth nor pow'r,
Can give the heart a cheerful hour
When health is read more

Nor love, not honour, wealth nor pow'r,
Can give the heart a cheerful hour
When health is lost. Be timely wise;
With health all taste of pleasure flies.

In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little read more

In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little speck and blemish find,
To our own stronger errors blind.