Change but the name, and you are the subject of the story.

Change but the name, and you are the subject of the story.

Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',
To thee my fancy read more

Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha',
To thee my fancy took its wing;
I sat, but neither heard nor saw.

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.

Like a dog he hunts in dreams.

Like a dog he hunts in dreams.

O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!

O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!

All soils are not fertile.

All soils are not fertile.

Law sutes consume time, and mony, and rest, and friends.

Law sutes consume time, and mony, and rest, and friends.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

The fish which has once felt the hook, suspects the crooked metal
in every food which offers.

The fish which has once felt the hook, suspects the crooked metal
in every food which offers.