Melancholy Is The Nurse Of Frenzy.

Exceeds Man's Might: That Dwells With The Gods Above.

Time And The Hour Run Through The Roughest Day.

'tis Brief, My Lord...as Woman's Love.

I Do Begin To Have Bloody Thoughts.

The Weariest And Most Loathed Worldly Life, That Age, Ache, Penury And Imprisonment Can Lay On Nature Is A Paradise, To What We Fear Of Death.