A Timid Mind Is Apt To Mistake

And I Would Hear Yet Once Before I Perish The Voice Which Was My Music... Speak To Me!

The Poor Dog, In Life The Firmest Friend. The First To Welcome, Foremost To Defend.

Her Great Merit Is Finding Out Mine; There Is Nothing So Amiable As Discernment.

Now I Shall Go To Sleep. Goodnight.

Do Proper Homage To Thine Idol's Eyes; But No Too Humbly, Or She Will Despise Thee And Thy Suit, Though Told In Moving Tropes: Disguise Even Tenderness If Thou Art Wise.