How Long A Time Lies In One

Go Hang Yourself, You Naughty Mocking Uncle!

These Flowers Are Like The Pleasures Of The World.

Her Father Lov'd Me; Oft Invited Me; Still Question'd Me The Story Of My Life, From Year To Year, The Battles, Sieges, Fortunes, That I Have Pass'd.

The Bashful Virgin's Sidelong Looks Of Love, The Matron's Glance That Would Those Looks Reprove.

When Workmen Strive To Do Better Than Well, They Do Confound Their Skill In Covetousness.