God Send Everyone Their Heart's Desire!

Tis Often Seen Adoption Strives With Nature; And Choice Breeds A Native Slip To Us From Foreign Lands.

Now No Way Can I Stray; Save Back To England, All The World's My Way.

Whatever Praises Itself But In The Deed, Devours The Deed In The Praise.

God, The Best Maker Of All Marriages, Combine Your Hearts Into One.

Sit By My Side, And Let The World Slip: We Shall Ne'er Be Younger.