Which Means She To Deceive, Father Or

O, I Do Not Like That Paying Back, 'tis A Double Labor.

A Good Heart 'is Worth Gold.

Hot And Hasty, Like A Scotch Jig.

It Is The Witness Still Of Excellency To Put A Strange Face On His Own Perfection.

Thou Art An Elm, My Husband, I A Vine, Whose Weakness, Married To Thy Stronger State, Makes Me With Thy Strength To Communicate.