To Keep Demands As Much Skill As

Time Lost, As Men May See, For Nothing May Recovered Be.

Hyt Is Not Al Golde That Glareth.

All Good Things Must Come To An End.

Alas, Alas, That Ever Love Was Sin! I Ever Followed Natural Inclination Under The Power Of My Constellation And Was Unable To Deny, In Truth, My Chamber Of Venus To A Likely Youth.

My House Is Small, But You Are Learned Men And By Your Arguments Can Make A Place Twenty Foot Broad As Infinite As Space.