Discharge My Followers; Let Them Hence Away,

I Hate The Murderer, Love Him Murdered.

Well, I'll Repent, And That Suddenly, While I Am In Some Liking; I Shall Be Out Of Heart Shortly, And Then I Shall Have No Strength To Repent.

Is It Not Strange That Desire Should So Many Years Outlive Performance?

Do Not Swear By The Moon, For She Changes Constantly. Then Your Love Would Also Change.

If We Are True To Ourselves, We Can Not Be False To Anyone.