Heaven Give You Many, Many Merry Days.

The Day Shall Not Be Up So Soon As I, To Try The Fair Adventure Of Tomorrow.

I Shall The Effect Of This Good Lesson Keeps As Watchman To My Heart.

I Feel It Gone, Yet Know Not When It Left.

When Most I Wink, Then Do My Eyes Best See

If Ever (as That Ever May Be Near) You Meet In Some Fresh Cheek The Power Of Fancy, Then Shall You Know The Wounds Invisible That Love's Keen, Arrows Make.