A Friend Should Bear His Friend's Infirmities.

What: Is The Jay More Precious Than The Lark Because His Feathers Are More Beautiful?

Look, How This Ring Encompasseth Thy Finger, Even So Thy Breast Encloseth My Poor Heart; Wear Both Of Them, For Both Of Them Are Thine.

He Kills Her In Her Own Humor.

The Love That Follows Us Sometime Is Our Trouble, Which Still We Thank As Love.

Be Collected. No More Amazement. Tell Your Piteous Heart There's No Harm Done.