Diseased Nature Oftentimes Breaks Forth In Strange

Prosperity's The Very Bond Of Love, Whose Fresh Complexion And Whose Heart Together Affliction Alters.

All's Well That Ends Well; Still The Fine's The Crown. Whate'er The Course, The End Is The Renown.

Under Loves Heavy Burden Do I Sink. --romeo

Hang Those That Talk Of Fear.

Cupid Is A Knavish Lad, Thus To Make Poor Females Mad.