Your Bait Of Falsehood Takes This Carp

Cupid Is A Knavish Lad, Thus To Make Poor Females Mad.

What Is Done Cannot Be Now Amended.

Women Are Not In Their Best Fortunes Strong, But Want Will Perjure The Ne'er-touched Vestal.

For Conspiracy, I Know Not How It Tastes, Though It Be Dished For Me To Try How.

If Ever Thou Shalt Love, In The Sweet Pangs Of It Remember Me; For Such As I Am All True Lovers Are, Unstaid And Skittish In All Motions Else Save In The Constant Image Of The Creature That Is Beloved.