June 17.

June 18.

As fine as fivepence is her mien,
No drum was ever tighter;
Her glance is as a razor keen,
And not the sun is brighter.

Old Epigram.

Of a comely countenance and grace was she,
Both by birth and parentage of high degree.

June 20.

No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast,

Mallet.

Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; Each season look'd delightful as it passed To the fond husband and the faithful wife.

One sacred oath hath tied

Beattie.

Our loves; one destiny our life shall guide;
Nor wild, nor deep, our common way divide.

June 21.

Although his profits bring him clear
Almost a hundred pounds a year,
Keeps me of cash so short and bare
That I have not a gown to wear,
Except my robe and yellow sack
And this old lutestring on my back.

'Tis a consummation

Prior.

Devoutly to be wished-to wed-to marry.

Lloyd.

Pope.

June 20.

June 21.

Win her with gifts, if she respect not words;
Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind,

More than quiet words, do move a woman's mind.
Shakespeare

(Two Gentlemen of Verona).

Young wives, like changing winds, their power display By shifting points and varying day by day.

June 23.

If mine eyes do e'er declare

They've seen a second thing that's fair,
If my taste do ever meet,

After thy kiss, with aught that's sweet,
May I as worthless seem to thee

As all but thou appear to me.

Crabbe.

Cowley.

Then follow my example, and ratify the agreement by a hearty conjugal embrace. I will give the word of command. Make ready! Present! Fire!

June 24.

J. Buckstone.

A happy man and kind

Who finds his wife is all he wish'd to find-
A mild, good man, who, if he nothing sees,
Will suffer nothing to disturb his ease.

She's all my fancy painted her,
She's lovely, she's divine.

Crabbe.

William Mee.

June 23.

June 24.