I Do Love Violets; They Tell The

Do Anything But Love; Or If Thou Lovest And Art A Woman, Hide Thy Love From Him Whom Thou Dost Worship; Never Let Him Know How Dear He Is; Flit Like A Bird Before Him; Lead Him From Tree To Tree, From Flower To Flower; But Be Not Won, Or Thou Wilt, Like That Bird, When Caught And Caged, Be Left To Pine Neglected And Perish In Forgetfulness.

Alas! The Praise Given To The Ear Ne'er Was Nor Ne'er Can Be Sincere.

Curiosity And Courtesy Are Very Often At Variance.

All Sweeping Assertions Are Erroneous.

Restraint Is The Golden Rule Of Enjoyment.