I Do Love I Know

Welcome, Maids Of Honor, You Doe Bring In The Spring, And Wait Upon Her.

I'll Write, Because I'll Give - You Critics Means To Live; For Should I Not Supply - The Cause, The Effect Would Die

But Ne'er The Rose Without The Thorn.

Men Are Suspicious; Prone To Discontent: Subjects Still Loathe The Present Government.

Bid Me To Love, And I Will Give A Loving Heart To Thee.