Time Is The King Of Men.

Farewell, Good Salisbury, And Good Luck Go With Thee!

Let Life Be Short, Else Shame Will Be Too Long.

We That Are True Lovers Run Into Strange Capers.

All Thy Vexations Were But My Trials Of Thy Love, And Thou Hast Strangely Stood The Test; Here, Afore Heaven, I Ratify This My Rich Gift.

Such Is My Love, To Thee I So Belong, That For Thy Right Myself Will Bear All Wrong.