Until I Know This Sure Uncertainty, I'll

Put Forth Thy Hand, Reach At The Glorious Gold.

O, The Blood More Stirs To Rouse A Lion Than To Start A Hare!

You Have Too Much Respect Upon The World; They Lose It That Do Buy It With Much Care

Not An Angel Of The Air, Bird Melodious Or Bird Fair, Be Absent Hence!

Beauty, Wit, High Birth, Vigour Of Bone, Desert In Service, Love, Friendship, Charity, Are Subjects All To Envious And Calumniating Time.