Hee Commands Enough That Obeyes A Wise

Love Without End, Hath No End, Says The Spaniard: (meaning, If It Were Not Begun On Particular Ends, It Would Last).

When The Tree Is Fallen, All Goe With Their Hatchet. [when The Tree Is Fallen, All Go With Their Hatchet.]

Citties Are Taken By The Eares.

Grief Melts Away Like Snow In May, As If There Were No Such Cold Thing.

Hee Is Not Free That Drawes His Chaine.