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Nothing Is More Certain Than Uncertainties: / Fortune Is Full Of Fresh Variety; / Constant In Nothing But Inconstancy.

As It Fell Upon A Day In The Merry Month Of May, Sitting In A Pleasant Shade Which A Grove Of Myrtles Made.

If It Be Sin To Love A Lovely Lad Oh There Sin I.

He That Is Thy Friend Indeed, - He Will Help Thee In Thy Need: - If Thou Sorrow, He Will Weep; - If You Wake, He Cannot Sleep; - Thus Of Every Grief In Heart - He With Thee Doth Bear A Part.

Gold Is A Deep-persuading Orator.