Hate Pollutes The Mind.

Courage And Comfort, All Shall Yet Go Well

Winter, Which, Being Full Of Care, Makes Summer's Welcome Thrice More Wish'd, More Rare.

The Very Instant I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly To Your Service; There Resides To Make Me Slave To It. ...mine Unworthiness, That Dare Not Offer What I Desire To Give, And Much Less Take What I Shall Die To Want.

... By Indirections Find Directions Out.

I Was Not Born Under A Rhyming Planet, Nor I Cannot Woo To In Festival Terms.