Love Is Familiar. Love Is A Devil.

[marriage Is] A World-without-end Bargain.

But Earthlier Happy Is The Rose Distill'd Than That Which Withering On The Virgin Thorn Grows, Lives, And Dies In Single Blessedness.

The Fashion Of The World Is To Avoid Cost, And You Encounter It.

Perseverance, My Dear Lord. Keeps Honour Bright.

Thou Hast Her, France; Let Her Be Thine, For We Have No Such Daughter, Nor Shall Ever See That Face Of Hers Again. Therefore Be Gone Without Our Grace, Our Love, Our Benison.