How Happy The Lover, How Easy His

There's A Proud Modesty In Merit; Averse From Asking, And Resolved To Pay Ten Times The Gifts It Asks.

Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is Death Of Love!

Mighty Things From Small Beginnings Grow.

As One That Neither Seeks, Nor Shuns His Foe.

As When The Dove Returning Bore The Mark Of Earth Restored To The Long Labouring Ark; The Relics Of Mankind, Secure At Rest, Oped Every Window To Receive The Guest, And The Fair Bearer Of The Message Bless'd.