There's Rosemary, That's For Remembrance. Pray You,

And Thence From Athens Turn Away Our Eyes To Seek New Friends And Stranger Companies.

A Young Man Married Is A Man That's Marred.

Our Very Eyes Are Sometimes, Like Our Judgments, Blind.

O Comfort-killing Night, Image Of Hell, Dim Register And Notary Of Shame, Black Stage For Tragedies And Murders Fell, Vast Sin-concealing Chaos, Nurse Of Blame!

Love Is Begun By Time And Time Qualifies The Spark And Fire Of It.