Exercise Thy Lasting Youth Defends.

Fair Words Cost Nothing.

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!

Lest Men Suspect Your Tale Untrue, Keep Probability In View.

I Must Have Women - There Is Nothing Unbends The Mind Like Them.

But His Kiss Was So Sweet, And So Closely He Pressed, That I Languished And Pined Till I Granted The Rest.