Kindness Nobler Ever Than Revenge.

For Naught So Vile That On The Earth Doth Live But To The Earth Some Special Good Doth Give.

What Showers Arise, Blown With The Windy Tempest Of My Heart

I Will Praise Any Man That Will Praise Me.

Ay; Beauty's Princely Majesty Is Such, Confounds The Tongue And Makes The Senses Rough.

So Long As Men Can Breathe, Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.