Suit The Action To The Word, The

Upon Thy Cheek I Lay This Zealous Kiss, As Seal To The Indenture Of My Love.

Thus Can The Demigod Authority Make Us Pay Down For Our Offense By Weight The Words Of Heaven; On Whom It Will, It Will, On Whom It Will Not, So: Yet Still 'tis Just.

There Is A Kind Of Character In Thy Life, That To The Observer Doth Thy History, Fully Unfold.

I Should Think This A Gull, But That The White-bearded Fellow Speaks It; Knavery Cannot, Sure, Hide Himself In Such Reverence.

Two May Keep Counsel Putting One Away!