My Falcon Now Is Sharp And Passing

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

Alas, That Love, So Gentle In His View, Should Be So Tyrannous And Rough In Proof! *it’s Sad. Love Looks Like A Nice Thing, But It’s Actually Very Rough When You Experience It.*

Dumb Jewels Often, In Their Silent Kind, More Than Quick Words, Do Move A Woman's Mind.

Well-apparel'd April On The Heel Of Limping Winter Treads.

Light, Seeking Light, Doth Light Of Light Beguile