A Spark Neglected Makes A Mighty Fire.

In Things A Moderation Keep; Kings Ought To Shear, Not Skin, Their Sheep.

Love Is A Circle That Doth Restless Move In The Same Sweet Eternity Of Love.

You Say To Me-wards Your Affection's Strong; Pray Love Me Little, So You Love Me Long.

Give Me A Kiss, And To That Kiss A Score: Then To That Twenty, Add A Hundred More.

In The Hour Of My Distress, When Temptations Me Oppress, And When I My Sins Confess, Sweet Spirit, Comfort Me.