I Always Take Blushing Either

No Mask Like Open Truth To Cover Lies, As To Go Naked Is The Best Disguise.

Thus In This Sad, But Oh, Too Pleasing State! My Soul Can Fix Upon Nothing But Thee; Thee It Contemplates, Admires, Adores, Nay Depends On, Trusts On You Alone.

Who Pleases One Against His Will.

Defer Not Till To-morrow To Be Wise, To-morrow's Sun To Thee May Never Rise; Or Should To-morrow Chance To Cheer Thy Sight With Her Enlivening And Unlook'd For Light, How Grateful Will Appear Her Dawning Rays! As Favours Unexpected Doubly Please.

All Well Bred Persons Lie - Besides, You Are A Woman; You Must Never Speak What You Think.