Pastime Passing Excellent, If It He Husbanded

The Robbed That Smiles, Steals Something From The Thief.

Love Asks Me No Questions, And Gives Me Endless Support.

This Day I Breathed First: Time Is Come Round, And Where I Did Begin There Shall I End; My Life Is Run His Compass.

As I Hope For Quiet Days, Fair Issue, And Long Life, With Such Love As 'tis Now, The Murkiest Den, The Most Opportune Place, The Strong'st Suggestion Our Worser Genius Can, Shall Never Melt Mine Honour Into Lust, To Take Away The Edge Of That Day's Celebration, When I Shall Think Or Phoebus' Steeds Are Founder'd Or Night Kept Chain'd Below.

What Fates Impose, That Men Must Needs Abide; It Boots Not To Resist Both Wind And Tide.