Such pains they take to look pretty.

Such pains they take to look pretty.

What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?

What loss feels he that wots not what he loses?

By hesitation the opportunity is often lost.

By hesitation the opportunity is often lost.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
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And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.

Every sound alarms. [A guilty conscience.]

Every sound alarms. [A guilty conscience.]

Don't promise twice what you can do at once.

Don't promise twice what you can do at once.

Saint Luke was a Saint and a Physitian, yet is dead.

Saint Luke was a Saint and a Physitian, yet is dead.

Drink boys, drink boys,
Drive away your sorrow!

Drink boys, drink boys,
Drive away your sorrow!

Each man has his fancy.

Each man has his fancy.