Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd one self place; for where we >>
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the toples >>
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousa >>
Do you think your mother and I should have lived comfortably so long t >>
In the old days, one married a wife; now one forms a company with a fe >>
Come live with me, and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove >>
Come live with me, and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove.