I Was A Coward On Instinct.

A Merry Heart Goes All The Way, - A Sad One Tires Inan Hour.

Thou Art Most Rich, Being Poor; Most Choice, Forsaken; And Most Lov'd, Despis'd! Thee And Thy Virtues Here I Seize Upon.

Every Good Servant Does Not All Commands.

Nymph, In Thy Orisons Be All My Sins Remembered!

From This Time Forth My Thoughts Be Bloody, Or Be Nothing Worth!