Old Man! 'tis Not Difficult

And Doubt And Discord Step 'twixt Thine And Thee.

I Am Never Long, Even In The Society Of Her I Love, Without Yearning For The Company Of My Lamp And My Library.

Most Glorious Night! Thou Wert Not Sent For Slumber!

So Sweet The Blush Of Bashfulness, E'en Pity Scarce Can Wish It Less!

The Fact Is That My Wife If She Had Common Sense Would Have More Power Over Me Than Any Other Whatsoever, For My Heart Always Alights Upon The Nearest Perch.