Bed.
My first of anything is half,
My second is complete;
And so remains until once more
My first and second meet.
Semi-circle.
Pray tell me, ladies, if you can,
Who is that highly favored man,
Who, though he has married many a wife,
May still live single all his life?
A clergyman.
Great numbers do our use despise,
But yet, at last they find,
Without our help in many things,
They might as well be blind.
Spectacles.
My love for you will never know
My first, nor yet my second;
'Tis like your wit and beauty, so
My whole 'twill aye be reckoned.
End-less.