Be Not Afeard; The Isle Is Full

Let's Meet As Little As We Can

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

He Jests At Scars That Never Felt A Wound.

If All The Year Were Playing Holidays; To Sport Would Be As Tedious As To Work.

On Your Eyelids Crown The God Of Sleep, Charming Your Blood With Pleasing Heaviness, Making Such Difference 'twixt Wake And Sleep As Is The Difference Betwixt Day And Night The Hour Before The Heavenly-harness'd Team Begins His Golden Progress In The East.