Time Doth Transfix The Flourish Set On

Love's Fire Heats Water, Water Cools Not Love.

The Sands Are Number'd That Make Up My Life; Here Must I Stay, And Here My Life Must End.

For Thy Sweet Love Remember'd Such Wealth Brings That Then I Scorn To Change My State With Kings.

Assure Thee, If I Do Vow A Friendship, I'll Perform It To The Last Article." --othello, Act Iii, Scene Iii

Faith, There Hath Been Many Great Men That Have Flattered The People Who Ne'er Loved Them.