I Have A Bone To Pick With

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.

For Honesty Coupled To Beauty, Is To Have Honey A Sauce To Sugar.

God Mark Thee To His Grace! Thou Was The Prettiest Babe That E'er I Nursed. And Might I Live To See Thee Married Once, I Have My Wish.

If Chance Will Have Me King, Why, Chance May Crown Me.

Beauty Itself Doth Of Itself Persuade The Eyes Of Men Without An Orator.