Fair Is The Kingcup That In Meadow

And When A Lady's In The Case, You Know, All Other Things Give Place.

In Love We Are All Fools Alike.

Envy's A Sharper Spur Than Pay.

I Cannot Raise My Worth Too High; Of What Vast Consequence Am I! "not Of The Importance You Suppose," Replies A Flea Upon His Nose; "be Humble, Learn Thyself To Scan; Know, Pride Was Never Made For Man.

One Common Fate We Both Must Prove; You Die With Envy, I With Love.