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Man may escape from rope and gun; Nay, some have outlived the doctor's pill: Who takes a woman must be undone, That basilisk is sure to kill. The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets, So he that tastes woman, woman, woman, He that tastes woman, ruin meets.
John Gay -
Youth's the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.
John Gay
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The comfortable estate of widowhood is the only hope that keeps up a wife's spirits.
John Gay -
We only part to meet again.
John Gay -
If love be not his Guide, He never will come back!
John Gay -
That raven on yon left-hand oak(Curse on his ill-betiding croak!)Bodes me no good.
John Gay -
But his kiss was so sweet, and so closely he pressed, that I languished and pined till I granted the rest.
John Gay -
While there is life there 's hope, he cried.
John Gay
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Lest men suspect your tale untrue,Keep probability in view.
John Gay -
Life is a jest; and all things show it. I thought so once; and now I know it.
John Gay -
The charge is prepared; the lawyers are met; The judges all ranged (a terrible show!) I go, undismay'd.—For death is a debt, A debt on demand.—So take what I owe.
John Gay -
Before the Barn-Door crowing, The Cock by Hens attended, His Eyes around him throwing, Stands for a while suspended: Then One he singles from the Crew, And cheers the happy Hen; With how do you do, and how do you do, And how do you do again.
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Is there no hope? the sick man said;The silent doctor shook his head.
John Gay -
And when a lady's in the case,You know all other things give place.
John Gay
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An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretended friend is worse.
John Gay -
Love, then, hath every bliss in store; 'Tis friendship, and 'tis something more. Each other every wish they give; Not to know love is not to live.
John Gay -
I must have women - there is nothing unbends the mind like them.
John Gay -
The brave love mercy, and delight to save.
John Gay -
I don't enquire after your Affairs- -so whatever happens, I wash my hands on't-- It hath always been my Maxim, that one Friend should assist another- -But if you please--I'll take one of the Scarfs home with me. 'Tis always good to have something in Hand.
John Gay -
No author ever spar'd a brother.
John Gay