A Man I Am Cross'd With Adversity.

Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.

A Woman That Is Like A German Clock, Still A-repairing, Ever Out Of Frame, And Never Going Aright, Being A Watch, But Being Watched That It May Still Go Right!

Piece Out Our Imperfections With Your Thoughts.

Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.

That We Would Do We Should Do When We Would, For This 'would' Changes, And Hath Abatements And Delays As Many As There Are Tongues, Are Hands, Are Accidents, And Then This 'should' Is Like A Spendthrift Sigh, That Hurts By Easing.