That Old Bald Cheater, Time.

And Where She Went, The Flowers Took Thickest Root, As She Had Sow'd Them With Her Odorous Foot.

Good Men Are The Stars, The Planets Of The Ages Wherein They Live, And Illustrate The Times.

Cares That Have Entered Once In The Breast, Will Have Whole Possession Of The Rest.

Tis No Sin Love's Fruits To Steal; But The Sweet Thefts To Reveal; To Be Taken, To Be Seen, These Have Crimes Accounted Been.

A Lily Of A Day Is Fairer Far In May, Although It Fall And Die That Night, It Was The Plant And Flower Of Light. In Small Proportions We Just Beauties See, And In Short Measures Life May Perfect Be.