Against Love's Fire Fear`s Frost Hath Dissolution

Since My Dear Soul Was Mistress Of Her Choice And Could Of Men Distinguish Her Election, Sh'ath Sealed Thee For Herself.

The Love Of Wicked Men Converts To Fear; That Fear To Hate, And Hate Turns One Or Both To Worthy Danger And Deserved Death.

Unsubstantial Death Is Amorous.

Woe, Destruction, Ruin, And Decay; The Worst Is Death And Death Will Have His Day.

Well, I Will Find You Twenty Lascivious Turtles Ere One Chaste Man.