Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad When he put on his clothes.

Wisdom makes a slow defense against trouble, though a sure one in the end.

I have known a German Prince with more titles than subjects, and a Spanish nobleman with more names than shirts.

I learn several great truths; as that it is impossible to see into the ways of futurity, that punishment always attends the villain, that love is the fond soother of the human breast.

Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt; It 's like sending them ruffles when wanting a shirt.

Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.