Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought,

The Poor World Is Almost Six Thousand Years Old, And In All This Time There Was Not Any Man Died In His Own Person, Videlicet, In A Love-cause.

The Loyalty, Well Held To Fools, Does Make Our Faith Mere Folly.

All Lovers Swear More Performance Than They Are Able, And Yet Reserve An Ability That They Never Perform; Vowing More Than The Perfection Of Ten, And Discharging Less Than The Tenth Part Of One.

Hope Is A Lover's Staff; Walk Hence With That And Manage It Against Despairing Thoughts.

I Always Thought It Was Both Impious And Unnatural That Such Immanity And Bloody Strife Should Reign Among Professors Of One Faith.