What Showers Arise, Blown With The Windy

He Is Not Worthy Of The Honey-comb, That Shuns The Hives Because The Bees Have Stings.

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap

Pray, Love, Remember: And There Is Pansies, That's For Thoughts.

Love Is Begun By Time And Time Qualifies The Spark And Fire Of It.

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!