I Am Declined Into The Vale Of

What Should A Man Do But Be Merry? For Look You How Cheerfully My Mother Looks, And My Father Died Within's Two Hours.

Nothing Comes Amiss, So Money Comes Withal.

Man And Wife, Being Two, Are One In Love.

When A Father Gives To His Son, Both Laugh; When A Son Gives To His Father, Both Cry.

He Says, He Loves My Daughter; I Think So Too; For Never Gaz'd The Moon Upon The Water, As He'll Stand And Read, As 'twere, My Daughter's Eyes: And, To Be Plain, I Think, There Is Not Half A Kiss To Choose, Who Loves Another Best.