Beware Of Entrance To A Quarrel.

Fair, Kind, And True, Have Often Lived Alone.

She Speaks Poniards, And Every Word Stabs: If Her Breath Were As Terrible As Her Terminations, There Were No Living Near Her; She Would Infect To The North Star. I Would Not Marry Her, Though She Were Endowed With All That Adam Bad Left Him Before He Transgressed.

Who Could Refrain That Had A Heart To Love And In That Heart Courage To Make Love Known?

It Is Held That Valor Is The Chiefest Virtue, And Most Dignifies The Haver.

So May I, Blind Fortune Leading Me, Miss That Which One Unworthier May Attain, And Die With Grieving.