O! Let Me Not Be Mad, Not

Though I Be But Prince Of Wales, Yet I Am The King Of Courtesy.

The Trust I Have Is In Mine Innocence, And Therefore Am I Bold And Resolute.

O, How I Faint When I Of You Do Write, Knowing A Better Spirit Doth Use Your Name, And In The Praise Thereof Spends All His Might To Make Me Tongue-tied Speaking Of Your Fame.

Lawn As White As Driven Snow; Cyprus Black As E'er Was Crow; Gloves As Sweet As Damask Roses.

Ships Are But Boards, Sailors But Men.