You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.
All women are ambitious naturallie
Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?
Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.