Pleasure Is None, If Not Diversified.

I Shall Not Live 'till I See God; And When I Have Seen Him, I Shall Never Die.

If Every Gnat That Flies Were An Archangel, All That Could But Tell Me That There Is A God; And The Poorest Worm That Creeps Tells Me That.

No Spring Nor Summer Beauty Hath Such Grace As I Have Seen In One Autumnal Face.

He That Desires To Print A Book, Should Much More Desire, To Be A Book.

Oh Do Not Die, For I Shall Hate All Women So, When Thou Art Gone.