O, How Full Of Briers Is This

Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds

His Words Are Bonds, His Oaths Are Oracles; His Love Sincere, His Thoughts Immaculate; His Tears Pure Messengers Sent From His Heart; His Heart As Far From Fraud, As Heaven From Earth

Let Me Confess That We Two Must Be Twain, Although Our Undivided Loves Are One.

Do Thou Amend Thy Face, And I'll Amend My Life.

I Like Not Fair Terms And A Villain's Mind.