There Is A World Elsewhere.

You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings And Soar With Them Above A Common Bound.

I Feel It Gone, Yet Know Not When It Left.

Yield Not Thy Neck To Fortunes Yoke, But Let Thy Dauntless Mind Still Ride In Triumph Over All Mischance.

When You Depart From Me Sorrow Abides And Happiness Takes His Leave.

I Had Rather Be A Dog, And Bay The Moon, Than Such A Roman.