Ink flows free—and pens will write,
And your passion fain you’d see
Plainly mapped in black and white.
Yet refrain from shedding ink,
If you can:—’tis wiser—better.
Ere you pen a sentence, think!
Do not write your love a letter.
Hearts may cool, and views may change—
Other scenes may seem inviting,
But a heart can’t safely range