The Hind That Would Be Mated By

The Cheek Is Apter Than The Tongue To Tell An Errand.

How Poor Are They That Have Not Patience! What Wound Did Ever Heal But By Degrees?

Tear-falling Pity Dwells Not In This Eye.

Get Thee To A Nunnery.

There's Hope A Great Man's Memory May Outlive His Life Half A Year.