The Four Seasons of Love

Four designs.
Spring: a tailor kneels before a woman and says, "Oh you bewitching Angel behold at your feet a Swain as tender as a Veal Cutlet, You are the very Broad Cloth of perfection—have pity on me Adorable Mrs Griskin." She answers: "You enchanting Devil I do not know what to say to you. however Mr Thimble—that Mole between your eye-brows— put me so much in mind of my poor departed Husband, that I think I cant refuse you."
Summer: the pair walks arm in arm in a landscape, followed by a dog. He says: "O thou wert born to please me My Life my only Dear." She answers: "Ay now you look a little stylish You are a—Charming Man who would not be married."
Autumn: They face each other defiantly, and she holds a letter inscribed "Dear Mr Thimble," and shrieks: "Here you feller here's a pretty commence. An interspected letter from one of your Naughty Women I knew you was going to Gallivant." He answers: "Well Ma'am, since you come for to go to that, who was it Galivanted with Mr Dip the Dyer to White conduit House last Sunday answer me that however I'll have a separation."
Winter:The pair are seated at a table beside a lawyer who reads a paper inscribed: "Articles of Seperation [sic] between Jeremiah and Tabitha Thimble." She says with a smile: "I never felt myself so Comfortable in all my Life." He sits with clasped hands, saying, "O Blessed day for Jerry Thimble I hope to pass the next Year in Peace and quietness."