Under Loves Heavy Burden Do I Sink.

What's Gone, And What's Past Help, Should Be Past Grief.

If Love Be Blind, It Best Agrees With Night

Give Thy Thoughts No Tongue.

When You Do Dance, I Wish You A Wave O' The Sea, That You Might Ever Do Nothing But That.

But Yet I'll Make Assurance Double Sure, And Take A Bond Of Fate: Thou Shalt Not Live.