Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.

Like an army defeated the snow hath retreated.

How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.

A Briton even in love should be A subject, not a slave!

The mind of man is a thousand times more beautiful than the earth on which he dwells.

And through the heat of conflict keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.