If Money Go Before, All Ways Do

O, Then, What Graces In My Love Do Dwell, That He Hath Turn'd A Heaven Unto Hell

You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips

Most Friendship Is Faining, Most Loving Mere Folly: Then, Heigh-ho, The Holly. This Life Is Most Jolly.

We Should Hold Day With The Antipodes, If You Would Walk In Absence Of The Sun.

What Should Such Fellows As I Do Crawling Between Earth And Heaven?