Let Me Embrace Thee, Sour Adversity, For

You Taught Me Language, And My Profit On't / Is, I Know How To Curse

Inconstancy Falls Off Ere It Begins.

Keep Time! How Sour Sweet Music Is When Time Is Broke And No Proportion Kept! So Is It In The Music Of Men's Lives. I Wasted Time And Now Doth Time Waste Me.

More Of Your Conversation Would Infect My Brain.

I Know A Lady In Venice Would Have Walked Barefoot To Palestine For A Touch Of His Nether Lip