“ The sweets of gain are less refin'd,
And softer transports: sooth the mind,
⁠Of Lizzy, when she trips th' enamell'd green.
Hail blissful life, which Lizzy leads!
'Midst bubbling springs and painted meads,
⁠Just emblem of the golden mein:
A life with fairest virtue grac'd,
Whose ebbing moments sweetly waste;
Made doubly joyous, chearful, gay,
When Lizzy crowns the indulgent day,
⁠With tripping o'er the enamell'd green.
This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ My true love in constancy to be.
⁠It is for you alone,
⁠That here I sigh and moan,
For true love will never decay,
⁠Sweetheart you know my mind,
⁠I hope you will prove kind,
Though my dwelling lies far away. ”