Let Life Be Short, Else Shame Will

Hope Is A Lover's Staff; Walk Hence With That And Manage It Against Despairing Thoughts.

Men Are April When They Woo, December When They Wed. Maids Are May When They Are Maids, But The Sky Changes When They Are Wives.

Lord, Lord, How This World Is Given To Lying!

No Longer Mourn For Me When I Am Dead Than You Shall Hear The Surly Sullen Bell Give Warning To The World That I Am Fled From This Vile World, With Vilest Worms To Dwell.

Let Me Be That I Am And Seek Not To Alter Me.