Cowards Are Cruel, But The

In Beauty Faults Conspicuous Grow; The Smallest Speck Is Seen On Snow.

Cowards Are Cruel, But The Brave Love Mercy And Delight To Save.

To Friendship Every Burden's Light.

Who Friendship With A Knave Hath Made, Is Judged A Partner In The Trade.

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.