Care I For The Limb, The Thews,

I Wonder Men Dare Trust Themselves With Men.

Being Of No Power To Make His Wishes Good: His Promises Fly So Beyond His State That What He Speaks Is All In Debt; He Owes For Every Word.

Time Is A Very Bankrupt And Owes More Than He's Worth To Season. Nay, He's A Thief Too: Have You Not Heard Men Say, That Time Comes Stealing On By Night And Day?

Flower Of This Purple Dye, Hit With Cupid's Archery, Sink In Apple Of His Eye.

All Difficulties Are Easy When They Are Known.