My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The

Wolves And Bears, They Say, Casting Their Savagery Aside, Have Done Like Offices Of Pity.

And Teach Me How To Name The Bigger Light, And How The Less, That Burn By Day And Night.

Journeys End In Lovers Meeting.

Well, God Give Them Wisdom That Have It; And Those That Are Fools, Let Them Use Their Talents.

I Crave Fit Disposition For My Wife; Due Reference Of Place, And Exhibition; With Such Accommodation, And Besort, As Levels With Her Breeding.