My Love's More Richer Than My Tongue.

Women May Fail When There Is No Strength In Man

Be Patient, For The World Is Broad And Wide.

'tis Not Enough To Help The Feeble Up, But To Support Them After.

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

Tis Gold Which Buys Admittance--oft It Doth--yea, And Makes Diana's Rangers False Themselves, Yield Up This Deer To Th' Stand O' Th' Stealer: And 'tis Gold Which Makes The True Man Kill'd And Saves The Thief, Nay, Sometimes Hangs Both Thief And True Man.