I'll Never Be Such A Gosling To

Nimble Thought Can Jump Both Sea And Land.

We Are Not The First Who With Best Meaning Have Incurred The Worst

What, Keep A Week Away? Seven Days And Nights, Eightscore-eight Hours, And Lovers' Absent Hours More Tedious Than The Dial Eightscore Times! O Weary Reckoning!

I Am Not Prone To Weeping As Our Sex Commonly Are; The Want Of Which Vain Dew Perchance Shall Dry Your Pities; But I Have That Honorable Grief Lodged Here Which Burns Worse Than Tears Drown.

Every Why Has A Wherefore.