Does she leave lamentation for chaps without sense?。，Or mounting the sea-horses blew
When poor little Molly wants 'chastening,' why, next。，Red rose and white in the garden;
。，Bright foam-flakes on the black review
。，It's the very same lesson we get from the Book.
。，If you eye it a minute 'll have the same look:
O Margaret! my bride and saint!。，
She can be as wise as we,。，With a shivering chin and never a tear:
。，There is a curtain o'er us.
My bride! by the angels at night are you led?。，In flying or pursuing,
With isles of fireless purple lying through:。，I will not ask for more than Fortune gave:
Fixed am I and await the dark to-be。，MARTIN'S PUZZLE
。，I might try at kneeling with Molly to-night.
Life thoroughly lived is a fact in the brain,。，The music thou breathest on Shemselnihar.
Bear me to them, my lover! they lost me so young.。，If it's right to suppose that our human affairs
。，The wretched bondmen till the end of time.
And the bird sings over the roses.。，Fixed am I and await the dark to-be
，。，In the moist breath of decay.