Twas When The Seas Were Roaring With

Whence Is Thy Learning? Hath Thy Toil O'er Books Consumed The Midnight Oil?

But His Kiss Was So Sweet, And So Closely He Pressed, That I Languished And Pined Till I Granted The Rest.

Exercise Thy Lasting Youth Defends.

Cowards Are Cruel, But The Brave Love Mercy And Delight To Save.

A Rich Rogue Nowadays Is Fit Company For Any Gentleman; And The World, My Dear, Hath Not Such A Contempt For Roguery As You Imagine.