The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost

Is There No Hope? The Sick Man Said, The Silent Doctor Shook His Head, And Took His Leave With Signs Of Sorrow, Despairing Of His Fee To-morrow.

A Man Is Always Afraid Of A Woman That Loves Him Too Much

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

The Fly That Sips Treacle Is Lost In The Sweets.

Fools May Our Scorn, Not Envy, Raise. For Envy Is A Kind Of Praise.