They Lie Deadly That Tell You Have

Though Inclination Be As Sharp As Will, My Stronger Guilt Defeats My Strong Intent, And, Like A Man To Double Business Bound, I Stand In Pause Where I Shall First Begin, And Both Neglect.

For Where Is Any Author In The World Teaches Such Beauty As A Woman's Eye?

The Eagle Suffers Little Birds To Sing, And Is Not Careful What They Mean Thereby, Knowing That With The Shadow Of His Wings He Can At Pleasure Stint Their Melody: Even So Mayest Thou The Giddy Men Of Rome.

Sweets Grown Common Lose Their Dear Delight.

Not All The Water In The Rough Rude Sea Can Wash The Balm From An Anointed King.