Speed The Soft Intercourse From Soul To

A Tree Is A Nobler Object Than A Prince In His Coronation-robes.

Live Like Yourself, Was Soon My Lady's Word, And Lo! Two Puddings Smok'd Upon The Board.

Never Elated When Someone's Oppressed, Never Dejected When Another One's Blessed.

How Loved, How Honored Once, Avails Thee Not, To Whom Related, Or By Whom Begot A Heap Of Dust Alone Remains Of Thee 'tis All Thou Art, And All The Proud Shall Be!

Grave Authors Say, And Witty Poets Sing, That Honest Wedlock Is A Glorious Thing.