The Work Under Our Labour Grows, Luxurious

Athens, The Eye Of Greece, Mother Of Arts And Eloquence.

The Winds With Wonder Whist, Smoothly The Waters Kisst.

Beauty Stands In The Admiration Only Of Weak Minds Led Captive.

With Eyes Of Conjugal Attraction Unreprov'd. Imparadised In One Another's Arms. With Thee Conversing I Forget All Time. And Feel That I Am Happier Than I Know.

And Every Shepherd Tells His Tale Under The Hawthorn In The Dale.