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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Addressed to Jonathan Wingle, Esq.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In summer time we roam o'er dingle, <br>But winter draws us round the ingle ;<br>Why do you remain thus single,<br>When love would make two hearts tingle ?<br>Pray tell me why, my dearest Wingle, <br>With the fair you do not mingle ?<br>Better with love 'neath cot of shingle<br>Than all your yellow gold to jingle.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For married life you would enjoy,<br>And soon a little girl and boy<br>They would your leisure hours employ.<br>At Christmas you could buy each toy<br>And fill their little hearts with joy,<br>For their amusements never cloy.<br>Business cares do men annoy,<br>Child's happiness knows no alloy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=James+McIntyre">James McIntyre</a></strong></div>

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