Coquetry Is The Champagne Of Love.

Dear Bells! How Sweet The Sound Of Village Bells When On The Undulating Air They Swim!

Whilst Breezy Waves Toss Up Their Silvery Spray.

My Books Kept Me From The Ring, The Dog-pit, The Tavern, And The Saloon.

Oh! God! That Bread Should Be So Dear, And Flesh And Blood So Cheap!

O Bed! O Bed! Delicious Bed! That Heaven Upon Earth To The Weary Head.