One Man In His Time Plays Many

Sweets To The Sweet.

There Is Not One Wise Man In Twenty That Will Praise Himself.

A Heavy Heart Bears Not A Nimble Tongue.

O No, Thy Love Though Much, Is Not So Great, It Is My Love That Keeps Mine Eye Awake, Mine Own True Love That Doth My Rest Defeat, To Play The Watchman Ever For Thy Sake. For Thee Watch I, Whilst Thou Dost Wake Elsewhere, From Me Far Off, With Others All Too Near.

Till All Grace Be In One Woman, One Woman Shall Not Come In My Grace.