unknown author, Tixall Poetry — What Is Life without Love… (1813)
“ None merits you lesse, nor can value you more.To purchase a smile, or a glance from her eyes,Both my life and my fortune's too little a price;But if to desert you can only be kind,Like heaven, you must then to yourselfe be confin'd.Our joyes are so ordred by nature's great doome,That what ere we possesse, from another must come ”
