| Impenitent Tears. |
| 'Tis not for sin he droops his tearful eye, 'Tis not for sin, but the discovery. |
| Inconstancy. |
| From love to love the heart inconstant veers As passion fills the sail, and fancy steers. |
| Injudicious Praise of a Picture. |
| He praised the scarlet cap; this vexed my soul. To praise a portion thus—condemns the whole. |
| Jealousy. |
| Strange freak of selfishness which fiends approve, With love intoxicate it murders love. |
| Joking. |
| Join in his joke against himself and friends, But do so mildly or your friendship ends. |
| Just and Generous. |
| Art just? be more—be generous all the while; Dost give? give quickly with a loving smile. |
| Life. |
| Life is a task which takes a life to know; How it is learnt another life must show. |
| Life. |
| Life is a long enigma; true, my friend; Read on, read on, the answer's at the end. |
| Life's Garden. |
| Life's garden tilled with toil and tears we see; No Paradise, sometimes Gethsemane. |
| Light and Shade. |
| He never marked the sunshine on his track, Till from the chilly shadows he looked back. |