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• To sorrow I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind
  But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly...
• And often did beguile her of her tears, When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd.
  My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sigh...
• I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed.
  -- William Shenstone (1714-1763) -- A Pastoral, Part i...
• Darest thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?
  Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow....
• Hope for a season bade the world farewell, And Freedom shriek'd as Kosciusko fell!
  -- Thomas Campbell (1777-1844) -- Pleasures of Hope, Part i, Line 381...
• My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep.
  -- William Shenstone (1714-1763) -- A Pastoral, Part ii...
• For seldom shall she hear a tale So sad, so tender, and so true.
  -- William Shenstone (1714-1763) -- Jemmy Dawso...
• She asked me, "What's your sign?" I blinked and answered "Neon," I thought I'd blow her mind...
• I guess the joke's on me," she said.