He Was A Man, Take Him For

You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings And Soar With Them Above A Common Bound.

And In Some Perfumes There Is More Delight Than In The Breath That From My Mistress Reeks. I Love To Hear Her Speak, Yet Well I Know That Music Hath A Far More Pleasing Sound.

We Know What We Are, But Know Not What We May Be.

Passion Lends Them Power, Time Means To Meet, Tempering Extremities With Extremes Sweet.

And Thence From Athens Turn Away Our Eyes To Seek New Friends And Stranger Companies.