Just Death, Kind Umpire Of Men's Miseries.

I Love You With So Much Of My Heart That None Is Left To Protest.

I'll Give My Jewels For A Set Of Beads, My Gorgeous Palace For A Hermitage, My Gay Apparel For An Almsman's Gown, My Figured Goblets For A Dish Of Wood, My Scepter For A Palmer's Walking Staff My Subjects For A Pair Of Carved Saints And My Large Kingdom For A Little Grave.

Fall Greeks; Fail Fame; Honour Or Go Or Stay; My Major Vow Lies Here, This I'll Obey.

You Know Who You Are, But Know Not Who You Could Be.

You Undergo Too Strict A Paradox, Striving To Make An Ugly Deed Look Fair.