Like Will To Like, Each

Conquer We Shall, But, We Must First Contend! It's Not The Fight That Crowns Us, But The End.

Her Eyes The Glowworm Lend Thee, The Shooting Stars Attend Thee; And The Elves Also, Whose Little Eyes Glow Like The Sparks Of Fire, Befriend Thee.

Well I Sup And Well I Dine, When I Drink My Frolic Wine.

Wealth Cannot Make A Life, But Love.

For Pitty, Sir, Find Out That Bee Which Bore My Love Away I'le Seek Him In Your Bonnet Brave, I'le Seek Him In Your Eyes.