Tax Not So Bad A Voice To

Covering Discretion With A Coat Of Folly.

God Mark Thee To His Grace! Thou Was The Prettiest Babe That E'er I Nursed. And Might I Live To See Thee Married Once, I Have My Wish.

Knowing I Lov'd My Books, He Furnish'd Me From Mine Own Library With Volumes That I Prize Above My Dukedom.

My Chastity's The Jewel Of Our House, Bequeathed Down From Many Ancestors.

She Will Die If You Love Her Not, And She Will Die Ere She Might Make Her Love Known