Whose Heart The Accustom'd Sight Of Death

It Provokes The Desire, But It Takes Away The Performance

Courage And Comfort, All Shall Yet Go Well

If Men Could Be Contented To Be What They Are, There Were No Fear In Marriage.

Ay, But To Die, And Go We Know Not Where.

And Some That Smile Have In Their Hearts, I Fear, Millions Of Mischiefs.