You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings

Nature, As It Grows Again Toward Earth, Is Fashioned For The Journey, Dull And Heavy.

Ere Yet The Salt Of Most Unrighteous Tears Had Left The Flushing Of Her Gallèd Eyes, She Married. O, Most Wicked Speed, To Post With Such Dexterity To Incestuous Sheets!

Send Danger From The East Unto The West, So Honor Cross It From The North To South.

Sweet Mercy Is Nobility's True Badge.

I Heard A Bird So Sing, Whose Music, To My Thinking, Pleased The King.