Death, Not Romeo, Take My Maidenhead!

Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought, Is Better.

Such Antics Do Not Amount To A Man.

You Are Not Worth Another Word, Else I'd Call You Knave.

Daffodils, That Come Before The Swallow Dares, And Take The Winds Of March With Beauty.

Come, And Take Choice Of All My Library, And So Beguile Thy Sorrow.