Old Time The Clock-setter.

Still Constant Is A Wondrous Excellence.

O That My Tongue Were In The Thunder's Mouth! Then With Passion Would I Shake The World.

Two Lovely Berries Moulded On One Stem; So, With Two Seeming Bodies, But One Heart.

Thou Sodden-witted Lord! Thou Hast No More Brain Than I Have In Mine Elbows.

But O, How Bitter A Thing It Is To Look Into Happiness Through Another Man's Eyes.