By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing.
And he vows his passion is,
Infinite, undying.
Lady make note of this --
One of you is lying.

All I have to be thankful for in this world is that I was sitting down when my garter busted.

By the time you swear you are his, shivering and sighing, And he vows his passion is infinite and undying- Lady, make a note of this: One of you is lying

Every love's the love before in a duller dress

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.

The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.