He Hath Eaten Me Out Of House

I'll Note You In My Book Of Memory.

An Honest Tale Speeds Best Being Plainly Told.

No, Time, Thou Shalt Not Boast That I Do Change.

Gnawing With My Teeth My Bonds In Sunder, I Gain'd My Freedom.

Teach Not Thy Lip Such Scorn, For It Was Made For Kissing, Lady, Not For Such Contempt.