Though Age From Folly Could Not Give

He's Loved Of The Distracted Multitude, Who Like Not In Their Judgement, But Their Eyes.

Romeo To Balthasar But If Thou, Jealous, Dost Return To Pry In What I Further Shall Intend To Do, By Heaven, I Will Tear Thee Joint By Joint And Strew This Hungry Churchyard With Thy Limbs: The Time And My Intents Are Savage-wild, More Fierce And More Inexorable Far Than Empty Tigers Or The Roaring Sea.

Look On Beauty, And You Shall See 'tis Purchased By The Weight.

The Curse Of Marriage That We Can Call These Delicate Creatures Ours And Not Their Appetites!

Then To Silvia Let Us Sing That Silvia Is Excelling. She Excels Each Mortal Thing Upon The Dull Earth Dwelling.