I verbed a noun,
Added commas, here and there...

If you could tell me one more time
If ‘tis fair to fiercely love...

What are these words but an outlet of thoughts
Not great, mediocre perhaps...

You never did say yet I knew
All those troubles worrying you...

Sweet lady, I speak no lies
When I say, through this rhyme...

When the burden is too heavy to bear,
The unrelenting pain is pulling you down...

No joy resides in this sullen heart,
Memories of you haunt my mind...

What life is this that treated me
In ways unjust and most unfair...

Cheer up my friend, why doth thou sulk,
These hours of dullness wilt come to pass...

I often wonder what deeds of mine
Have so much pleased the Lord above...

As great as this country is
No country can ever be...

Sitting on a lonely shore
Under the moonlit sky...