Wine Works The Heart Up, Wakes The

No More Was Seen The Human Form Divine.

The Heart Resolves This Matter In A Trice, "men Only Feel The Smart, But Not The Vice.

Oh! Be Thou Blest With All That Heaven Can Send, Long Health, Long Youth, Long Pleasure-and A Friend.

Yet Graceful Ease, And Sweetness Void Of Pride, Might Hide Her Faults, If Belles Had Faults To Hide: If To Her Share Some Female Errors Fall, Look On Her Face, And You'll Forget 'em All.

A Brain Of Feathers, And A Heart Of Lead.