Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought,

Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil Of Me.

O! She Doth Teach The Torches To Burn Bright It Seems She Hangs Upon The Cheek Of Night Like A Rich Jewel In An Ethiop's Ear; Beauty Too Rich For Use, For Earth Too Dear. - Romeo -

Is There No Pity Sitting In The Clouds, That Sees Into The Bottom Of My Grief?

The Love That Follows Us Sometime Is Our Trouble, Which Still We Thank As Love.

Faith, I Have Been A Truant In The Law And Never Yet Could Frame My Will To It, And Therefore Frame The Law Unto My Will.