I See Compassion May Become A Justice,

Popular Men, They Must Create Strange Monsters, And Then Quell Them, To Make Their Arts Seem Something.

The World Knows Only Two, That's Rome And I.

If I Freely May Discover What Should Please Me In My Lover, I Would Have Her Fair And Witty, Savouring More Of Court Than City; A Little Proud, But Full Of Pity; Light And Humorous In Her Toying, Oft Building Hopes, And Soon Destroying, Long, But Sweet In The Enjoying; Neither Too Easy Nor To Hard; All Extremes I Would Have Barr'd.

Ambition, Like A Torrent, Never Looks Back.

Indeed There's A Woundy Luck In Names.