Men Should Be What They Seem.

Present Mirth Hath Present Laughter. What's To Come Is Still Unsure.

Upon His Royal Face There Is No Note How Dread An Army Hath Enrounded Him.

Love Moderately. Long Love Doth So. Too Swift Arrives As Tardy As Too Slow. *love Each Other In Moderation. That Is The Key To Long-lasting Love. Too Fast Is As Bad As Too Slow.*

Sleep Dwell Upon Thine Eyes, Peace In Thy Breast! Would I Were Sleep And Peace, So Sweet To Rest.

Take But Degree Away, Untune That String, And Hark, What Discord Follows!