You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings

What Stronger Breastplate Than A Heart Untainted! Thrice Is He Arm'd, That Hath His Quarrel Just.

Every Great Drama Has Its Foreshadow.

Put Forth Thy Hand, Reach At The Glorious Gold.

Do Not Spread The Compost On The Weeds.

What, With My Tongue In Your Tail? Nay, Come Again, Good Kate; I Am A Gentleman.