He's A Soldier; And For One To

Grace And Remembrance Be To You Both.

I Can Express No Kinder Sign Of Love, Than This Kind Kiss.

God Mark Thee To His Grace! Thou Was The Prettiest Babe That E'er I Nursed. And Might I Live To See Thee Married Once, I Have My Wish.

All Places That The Eye Of Heaven Visits Are To A Wise Man Ports And Happy Havens. Teach Thy Necessity To Reason Thus; There Is No Virtue Like Necessity.

Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full Of Pleasure; Let Us Be Jocund