By That Sin Fell The Angels.

Who Wooed In Haste, And Means To Wed At Leisure.

What Is Thy Sentence Then But Speechless Death.

Thou Canst Not Speak Of What Thou Dost Not Feel.

Mine Eyes Smell Onions: I Shall Weep Anon.

If There Be No Great Love In The Beginning, Yet Heaven May Decrease It Upon Better Acquaintance, When We Are Married And Have More Occasion To Know One Another: I Hope, Upon Familiarity Will Grow More Contempt.