Tis In My Memory Lock'd, And You

There Are Occasions And Causes, Why And Wherefore In All Things.

Rich Honesty Dwells Like A Miser, Sir, In A Poor House; As Your Pearl In Your Foul Oyster.

To Show Our Simple Skill, That Is The True Beginning Of Our End.

Is It Not Strange That Desire Should So Many Years Outlive Performance?

I Love Thee So, That, Maugre All Thy Pride, Nor Wit Nor Reason Can My Passion Hide. Do Not Extort Thy Reasons From This Clause, For That I Woo, Thou Therefore Hast No Cause But Rather Reason Thus With Reason Fetter, Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought Better.