For Oaths Are Straws, Men's Faiths Are

This Rudeness Is A Sauce To His Good Wit, Which Gives Men Stomach To Digest His Words With Better Appetite.

To Go To Bed After Midnight Is To Go To Bed Betimes

On A Day - Alack The Day! - Love, Whose Month Is Ever May, Spied A Blossom Passing Fair Playing In The Wanton Air

This Is The Very Ecstasy Of Love, Whose Violent Property Ordoes Itself And Leads The Will To Desperate Undertakings.

What, Man, Defy The Devil. Consider, He's An Enemy To Mankind.