Coquetry Is The Champagne Of Love.

Oh! God! That Bread Should Be So Dear, And Flesh And Blood So Cheap!

How Bravely Autumn Paints Upon The Sky The Gorgeous Fame Of Summer Which Is Fled!

Fuss Is The Froth Of Business.

How Bless'd The Heart That Has A Friend. A Sympathizing Ear To Lend.

Oh, If It Be To Choose And Call Thee Mine, Love, Thou Art Every Day My Valentine!