I May Have Lost My Heart, But

I Will Not Say That Your Mulberry Trees Are Dead; But I Am Afraid They're Not Alive.

Nobody Can Tell What I Suffer! But It Is Always So. Those Who Do Not Complain Are Never Pitied.

Nothing Ever Fatigues Me, But Doing What I Do Not Like.

Which Of All My Important Nothings Shall I Tell You First?

Without Scheming To Do Wrong, Or To Make Others Unhappy, There May Be Error And There May Be Misery. Thoughtlessness, Want Of Attention To Other People's Feelings, And Want Of Resolution, Will Do The Business.