Adieu! I Have Too Grieved A Heart

Knowing I Lov'd My Books, He Furnish'd Me From Mine Own Library With Volumes That I Prize Above My Dukedom.

To Be Merry Best Becomes You; For, Out Of Question, You Were Born In A Merry Hour.

Things Sweet To Taste Prove In Digestion Sour.

I Take Thee At Thy Word: Call Me But Love, And I'll Be New Baptized; Henceforth I Never Will Be Romeo.

My Crown Is In My Heart, Not On My Head.