For see the rosy May draws nigh

His Bounty proceeds from his heart, 'Tis principle prompts the supply; His kindness exceeds my desert, And often suppresses a sigh.

To pomp or proud titles she ne'er did aspire, The damsel's of humble descent; The cottager, Peace, is well known for her sire, And shepherds have nam'd her Content.

Ye blushing virgins happy are In the chaste nunnery of her breasts— For he'd profane so chaste a fair, Whoe'er should call them Cupid's nests.

So venerable, so majestic, is this living temple of justice, this immemorial and yet freshly growing fabric of the Common Law, that the least of us is happy who hereafter may point to so much as one stone thereof and say, The work of my …

All those things that make a nation richer, stronger, or more happy; or that tend to exalt national character, but that will not pay individuals, deserve public encouragement.

How happy a thing were a wedding, And a bedding, If a man might purchase a wife For a twelvemonth and a day; But to live with her all a man’s life, For ever and for aye,