“ Bear him my sighs ye gentle breezes,
Tell him I love, and I admire;
Tell him for him I live,
Tell him for him I grieve,
Oh! may the shepherd be sincere.
Through the shady groves I'll wander,
Silent as the bird at night ”

“ When Rosalind's face commands,
how vain the essays of man?
She frowns, we break love's silken bands,
she smiles, we love again.
But yet ye fair be not inclin'd,
like her your power to prove;
Few nymphs can charm like Rosalind,
few swains like me can love.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ Thy fair beauteous charms are so lovely,
Few with Sylvia can compare:
Swift I will fly to my treasure,
Heav'ns my Sylvia to restore,
None can her excel,
With her I will dwell,
Sylvia I ever must adore. ”