Virtue Itself Scapes Not Calumnious Strokes.

One Man In His Time Plays Many Parts.

I Have Lov'd Her Ever Since I Saw Her; And Still I See Her Beautiful

Who Buys A Minute's Mirth To Wail A Week? Or Sell Eternity To Get A Toy? For One Grape Who Will The Vine Destroy?

Desire Of Having Is The Sin Of Covetousness.

I Have Touch'd The Highest Point Of All My Greatness, And From That Full Meridian Of My Glory I Haste Now To My Setting.