I Cannot Tell What The Dickens His

I Have Seen Better Faces In My Time Than Stands On Any Shoulder That I See Before Me At This Instant.

There Is A World Elsewhere.

What Power Is It Which Mounts My Love So High, That Makes Me See, And Cannot Feed Mine Eye

I Like This Place And Could Willingly Waste My Time In It.

The Strawberry Grows Underneath The Nettle And Wholesome Berries Thrive And Ripen Best Neighbour'd By Fruit Of Baser Quality.