A Woman's Thought Runs Before Her Actions.

Women Being The Weaker Vessels, Are Ever Thrust To The Walls.

Stones Have Been Known To Move And Trees To Speak.

Being Your Slave What Should I Do But Tend, Upon The Hours, And Times Of Your Desire? I Have No Precious Time At All To Spend; Nor Services To Do Till You Require.

To Show An Unfelt Sorrow Is An Office Which The False Man Does Easy.

The Last Taste Of Sweets Is Sweetest Last.