This Night I Hold An Old Accustomed

There's Some Ill Planet Reigns: I Must Be Patient Till The Heavens Look With An Aspect More Favourable.

What To Ourselves In Passion We Propose, The Passion Ending, Doth The Purpose Lose.

It Is The Witness Still Of Excellency To Put A Strange Face On His Own Perfection.

Villains, Vipers, Damn'd Without Redemption; Dogs, Easily Won To Fawn On Any Man; Snakes In My Heart-blood Warm'd, That Sing My Heart; Three Judases, Each One Thrice Worse Than Judas.

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap