I Do Love I Know Not What;

Attempt The End And Never Stand To Doubt; Nothing's So Hard, But Search Will Find It Out.

A Sweet Disorder In The Dress Kindles In Clothes A Wantonness A Lawn About The Shoulders Thrown Into A Fine Distraction.

Necessity Makes Dastards Valiant Men.

Go To Your Banquet Then, But Use Delight So As To Rise Still With An Appetite.

Let My Muse Fail Of Thy Former Helps, And Only Use Her Inadulterate Strength. What's Done By Me Hereafter Shall Smell Of The Lamp, Not Thee.