Gold--what Can It Not Do, And Undo?

The Gray-eyed Morn Smiles On The Frowning Night, Checkering The Eastern Clouds With Streaks Of Light.

The Strawberry Grows Underneath The Nettle And Wholesome Berries Thrive And Ripen Best Neighbour'd By Fruit Of Baser Quality.

Kindness In Women, Not Their Beauteous Looks, Shall Win My Love.

Thou Whoreson, Senseless Villain!

Each Present Joy Or Sorrow Seems The Chief.