To England Will I Steal, And There

Conscience Doth Make Cowards Of Us All.

This Is The Very Ecstasy Of Love.

We Do Not Keep The Outward Form Of Order, Where There Is Deep Disorder In The Mind.

I Do Not Hate A Proud Man, As I Do Hate The Engendering Of Toads.

I'll Take Thy Word For Faith, Not Ask Thine Oath; Who Shuns Not To Break One Will Sure Crack Both.