That Truth Should Be Silent I Had

His Life Was Gentle; And The Elements So Mixed In Him, That Nature Might Stand Up And Say To All The World, This Was A Man!

When Truth Kills Truth, O Devilish Holy Fray!

A Fusty Nut With No Kernel.

Nymph, In Thy Orisons Be All My Sins Remembered!

I Have Seen Roses Damask'd, Red And White, But No Such Roses See I In Her Cheeks.