Love Is Too Young To Know What

I Had Rather Be A Toad, And Live Upon The Vapor Of A Dungeon Than Keep A Corner In The Thing I Love For Others Uses.

...and Then, In Dreaming, / The Clouds Methought Would Open And Show Riches / Ready To Drop Upon Me, That When I Waked / I Cried To Dream Again.

All Impediments In Fancy's Course Are Motives Of More Fancy.

O Shame, Where Is Thy Blush?

The More Pity, That Fools May Not Speak Wisely What Wise Men Do Foolishly.