Bid Me Discourse, I Will Enchant Thine

This Look Of Thine Will Hurl My Soul From Heaven.

God, The Best Maker Of All Marriages, Combine Your Hearts Into One.

Making Night Hideous.

My Joy Is Death- Death, At Whose Name I Oft Have Been Afeard, Because I Wish'd This World's Eternity.

Fie, Thou Dishonest Satan! I Call Thee By The Most Modest Terms; For I Am One Of Those Gentle Ones That Will Use The Devil Himself With Courtesy: Sayest Thou That House Is Dark?