But His Kiss Was So Sweet, And

Whence Is Thy Learning? Hath Thy Toil O'er Books Consumed The Midnight Oil?

Let Firm, Well Hammer'd Soles Protect Thy Feet Through Freezing Snows, And Rains, And Soaking Sleet; Should The Big Last Extend The Shoe Too Wide, Each Stone Will Wrench The Unwary Step Aside; The Sudden Turn May Stretch The Swelling Vein, The Cracking Joint Unhinge, Or Ankle Sprain; And When Too Short The Modish Shoes Are Worn, You'll Judge The Seasons By Your Shooting Corn.

In Love We Are All Fools Alike.

And When A Lady's In The Case, You Know, All Other Things Give Place.

If The Heart Of A Man Is Depressed With Cares, The Mist Is Dispelled When A Woman Appears.