Fair Play Is A Jewel.

Tears Are The Softening Showers Which Cause The Seed Of Heaven To Spring Up In The Human Heart.

Where Lives The Man That Has Not Tried How Mirth Can Into Folly Glide, And Folly Into Sin!

What An Ornament And Safeguard Is Humor! Far Better Than Wit For A Poet And Writer. It Is A Genius Itself, And So Defends From The Insanities.

Then Hush Thee, My Darling, Take Rest While You May, For Strife Comes With Manhood, And Waking With Day.

'tis An Old Tale, And Often Told; But Did My Fate And Wish Agree, Ne'er Had Been Read, In Story Old, Of Maiden True Betray'd For Gold, That Loved, Or Was Avenged, Like Me!