An Two Men Ride Of A Horse,

Alas, How Love Can Trifle With Itself!

There Are More Things In Heaven And Earth, Horatio, Than Are Dreamt Of In Your Philosophy.

And Do So, Love, Yet When They Have Devised What Strainèd Touches Rhetoric Can Lend, Thou, Truly Fair, Wert Truly Sympathized In True Plain Words By Thy True-telling Friend; And Their Gross Painting Might Be Better Used Where Cheeks Need Blood; In Thee It Is Abused.

As Chaste As Unsunned Snow.

Speak, My Fair, And Fairly, I Pray Thee.