Flesh Of My Flesh, Bone Of My

Flesh Of My Flesh, Bone Of My Bone, I Here, Though There, Yet Both But One.

If What I Do Prove Well, It Won't Advance. They'll Say It's Stolen, Or Else It Was By Chance.

If Ever Wife Was Happy In A Man, Compare With Me, Ye Women If You Can.

I Am Obnoxious To Each Carping Tongue Who Says My Hand A Needle Better Fits.

If We Had Not Winter, The Spring Would Not Be So Pleasant; If We Did Not Sometimes Taste Of Adversity, Prosperity Would Not Be So Welcome.