Thy Face Is Mine Eye, And Mine

And Swear No Where Lives A Woman True, And Fair.

At Most, The Greatest Persons Are But Great Wens, And Excrescences; Men Of Wit And Delightful Conversation, But As Morals For Ornament, Except They Be So Incorporated Into The Body Of The World That They Contribute Something To The Sustentation Of The Whole.

And To 'scape Stormy Days, I Choose An Everlasting Night.

Love Is A Growing, Or Full Constant Light; And His First Minute, After Noon, Is Night.

In Best Understandings, Sin Began, Angels Sinned First, Then Devils, And Then Man.