How Lush And Lusty The Grass Looks!

O Faithless Coward! O Dishonest Wretch! Wilt Thou Be Made A Man Out Of My Vice?

I Am As Vigilant As A Cat To Steal Cream.

There Is A Law In Each Well-ordered Nation To Curb Those Raging Appetites That Are Most Disobedient And Refractory.

For Conspiracy, I Know Not How It Tastes, Though It Be Dished For Me To Try How.

My Love Is Thaw'd; Which, Like A Waxen Image 'gainst A Fire, Bears No Impression Of The Thing It Was