Affliction Is Enamoured Of Thy Parts, And

I Have No Way And Therefore Want No Eyes I Stumbled When I Saw. Full Oft 'tis Seen Our Means Secure Us, And Our Mere Defects Prove Our Commodities.

Lovers Can Do Their Amorous Rites By Their Own Beauties

Your Date Is Better In Your Pie And Your Porridge Than In Your Cheek.

But I Will Be, A Bridegroom In My Death, And Run Into't As To A Lover's Bed.

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.