A Pretty Woman's Worth Some Pains To

Have You Found Your Life Distasteful? My Life Did, And Does, Smack Sweet. Was Your Youth Of Pleasure Wasteful? Mine I Saved And Hold Complete. Do Your Joys With Age Diminish? When Mine Fail Me, I'll Complain. Must In Death Your Daylight Finish? My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

I Was Made And Meant To Look For You And Wait For You And Become Yours Forever.

Shakespeare Was Of Us, Milton Was Of Us, Burns, Shelley, Were With Us. They Watch From Their Graves!

One Wise Man's Verdict Outweighs All The Fools'.

The Sad Rhyme Of The Men Who Proudly Clung To Their First Fault, And Withered In Their Pride.