Allow Not Nature More Than Nature Needs.

The Weariest And Most Loathed Worldly Life, That Age, Ache, Penury And Imprisonment Can Lay On Nature Is A Paradise, To What We Fear Of Death.

Speak Low, If You Speak Love.

I Have Seen Roses Damask'd, Red And White, But No Such Roses See I In Her Cheeks.

The Strawberry Grows Underneath The Nettle And Wholesome Berries Thrive And Ripen Best Neighbour'd By Fruit Of Baser Quality.

A Pox O’ Your Throat, You Bawling, Blasphemous, Incharitable Dog!