When Love Begins To Sicken And Decay

I Can No Other Answer Make, But, Thanks, And Thanks.

Strikes Deeper, Grows With More Pernicious Root.

There Was Never Yet Fair Woman But She Made Mouths In A Glass.

But Men May Construe Things After Their Fashion, Clean From The Purpose Of The Things Themselves.

We Cannot All Be Masters, Nor All Masters Cannot Be Truly Followed.