Now A' Is Done That Men Can

The Landlord's Laugh Was Ready Chorus.

See Social-life And Glee Sit Down, All Joyous And Unthinking, Till, Quite Transmugrified, They're Grown Debauchery And Drinking

What's Done We Partly May Compute, But Know Not What's Resisted.

't Is Sweeter For Thee Despairing Than Aught In The World Beside,-jessy!

Oh, Stay, Sweet Warbling Woodlark, Stay, Nor Quit For Me The Trembling Spray, A Hapless Lover Courts Thy Lay, Thy Soothing, Fond Complaining.