Lend Less Than You Owe.

But Here's The Joy: My Friend And I Are One, Sweet Flattery!

Opinion, A Sovereign Mistress Of Effects.

If I Were A Woman I Would Kiss As Many Of You As Had Beards That Pleased Me, Complexions That Liked Me And Breaths That I Defied Not

Is It Possible He Should Know What He Is, And Be That He Is?

There Is None Of My Uncle's Marks Upon You; He Taught Me How To Know A Man In Love; In Which Cage Of Rushes I Am Sure You Are Not Prisoner.