Death Is A Fearful Thing.

So Many Miseries Have Craz'd My Voice, That My Woe-wearied Tongue Is Still And Mute.

If Your Mind Dislike Anything Obey It

Dumb Jewels Often, In Their Silent Kind, More Than Quick Words, Do Move A Woman's Mind.

Remembrance Of Things Past.

There Is None Of My Uncle's Marks Upon You; He Taught Me How To Know A Man In Love; In Which Cage Of Rushes I Am Sure You Are Not Prisoner.