Cursed Be The Hand That Made These

Nature Does Require Her Times Of Preservation.

I Will Kill Thee A Hundred And Fifty Ways.

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh; But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.... If I Had A Thousand Sons, The First Human Principle I Would Teach Them Should Be, To Forswear Thin Potations And To Addict Themselves To Sack.

We Cannot Fight For Love, As Men May Do; We Shou'd Be Woo'd, And Were Not Made To Woo