April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of

If Love Be Blind, It Best Agrees With Night

This Tyrant, Whose Sole Name Blisters Our Tongues,was Once Thought Honest.

Lord, Lord, How This World Is Given To Lying!

But Since The Affairs Of Men Rests Still Incertain, Let's Reason With The Worst That May Befall.

Doubting Things Go Ill Often Hurts More Than To Be Sure They Do; For Certainties Either Are Past Remedies, Or, Timely Knowing, The Remedy Then Born.