XVIII
I feel chagrined to Think, at this late Date,
A Man so long since Dead can alienate
The fond Devotion that's been mine alone.
No Wonder I cry out 'gainst such a Fate.
XIX
"The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon
Turns Ashes—or it prospers; and anon,"
Just so those happy Days of long ago
Were Mine, for one sweet space of Time then gone.
XX
The last few Months I eagerly frequent
My Clubs; wherein I hear great Argument
Regarding Wives, and how to manage them.
But come no Wiser than when in I went.