O Thou, The Drink Of Gods And

Oft Have I Heard Both Youths And Virgins Say, Birds Chuse Their Mates And Couple Too This Day: But By Their Flight I Never Can Devine When I Shall Couple With My Valentine.

The Readiness Of Doing Doth Expresse No Other But The Doer's Willingnesse.

Temptations Hurt Not, Though They Have Accesse; Satan O'ercomes None But By Willingnesse.

Tis Not The Food, But The Content, That Makes The Table's Merriment.

Cherry-ripe, Ripe, Ripe, I Cry, Full And Fair Ones; Come And Buy. If So Be You Ask Me Where They Do Grow, I Answer: There, Where My Julia's Lips Do Smile; There's The Land, Or Cherry-isle, Whose Plantations Fully Show All The Year Where Cherries Grow.