Love Is Begun By Time And Time

Tears Water Our Growth.

Madam, You Have Bereft Me Of All Words, Only My Blood Speaks To You In My Veins.

Be Like You Thought Our Love Would Last Too Long, If It Were Chain'd Together

Our Fancies Are More Giddy And Unfirm, More Longing, Wavering, Sooner Lost And Won, Than Women's Are.

My Friends Were Poor, But Honest, So's My Love.