If We Do Not Find

The Hawthorn Bush, With Seats Beneath The Shade, For Talking Age And Whispering Lovers Made.

Why Was This Heart Of Mine Formed With So Much Sensibility! Or Why Not My Fortune Adapted To Its Impulses! Tenderness Without A Capacity Of Relieving Only Makes The Man Who Feels It More Wretched Than The Object Which Sues For Assistance.

Blest That Abode, Where Want And Pain Repair, And Every Stranger Finds A Ready Chair.

The Sports Of Children Satisfy The Child.

Ceremonies Are Different In Every Country, But True Politeness Is Everywhere The Same.