One Sees More Devils Than Vast Hell

A Cup Of Hot Wine With Not A Drop Of Allaying Tiber In 't.

And All My Mother Came Into Mine Eyes And Gave Me Up To Tears.

She Shall Scant Show Well That Now Shows Best.

Enjoy'd No Sooner But Despised Straight, Past Reason Hunted, And No Sooner Had Past Reason Hated

He Does It With Better Grace, But I Do It More Natural.