The Hind That Would Be Mated By

Teeth Hadst Thou In Thy Head When Thou Wast Born, To Signify Thou Camest To Bite The World.

Small To Greater Matters Must Give Way.

Delivers In Such Apt And Gracious Words That Aged Ears Play Truant At His Tales; And Younger Hearings Are Quite Ravished; So Sweet And Voluble Is His Discourse.

As Flies To Wanton Boys, Are We To The Gods; They Kill Us For Their Sport.

'tis Brief, My Lord...as Woman's Love.