He That Dies Pays All Debts.

The Deep Of Night Is Crept Upon Our Talk, And Nature Must Obey Necessity.

Oh, Flatter Me; For Love Delights In Praises.

What Need The Bridge Much Broader Than The Flood?

Time Goes On Crutches Till Love Have All His Rites.

This Is No Time To Lend Money, Especially Upon Bare Friendship Without Security.