Delay Leads Impotent And Snail-paced Beggary.

You Saw Her Fair, None Else Being By, Herself Pois'd With Herself In Either Eye; But In That Crystal Scales Let There Be Weigh'd Your Lady's Love Against Some Other Maid That I Will Show You Shining At This Feast, And She Shall Scant Show Well That Now Seems Best.

God Defend The Right.

My Wits Begin To Turn.

Nature Her Custom Holds, Let Shame Say What It Will.

Love Is Like A Child, That Longs For Everything It Can Come By