All Is Amiss. Love Is Dying, Faith's

Nothing Is More Certain Than Uncertainties: / Fortune Is Full Of Fresh Variety; / Constant In Nothing But Inconstancy.

If It Be Sin To Love A Lovely Lad Oh There Sin I.

He That Is Thy Friend Indeed, - He Will Help Thee In Thy Need: - If Thou Sorrow, He Will Weep; - If You Wake, He Cannot Sleep; - Thus Of Every Grief In Heart - He With Thee Doth Bear A Part.

Every One That Flatters Thee Is No Friend In Misery. Words Are Easy, Like The Wind, Faithful Friends Are Hard To Find.

All Is Amiss. Love Is Dying, Faith's Defying, Heart's Denying.