Sweets Grown Common Lose Their Dear Delight.

Lay Aside Life-harming Heaviness, And Entertain A Cheerful Disposition.

Remember Thee! Ay, Thou Poor Ghost, While Memory Holds A Seat In This Distracted Globe.

All Thy Vexations Were But My Trials Of Thy Love, And Thou Hast Strangely Stood The Test; Here, Afore Heaven, I Ratify This My Rich Gift.

By-and-by Is Easily Said.

That In The Captains But A Choleric Word Which In The Soldier Is Flat Blasphemy.