My Heart Suspects More Than Mine Eye

Give Me A Staff Of Honor For Mine Age, But Not A Sceptre To Control The World.

O War! Thou Son Of Hell!

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap

This Is A Way To Kill A Wife With Kindness.

Of All The Fair Resort Of Gentlemen That Every Day With Parle Encounter Me, In Thy Opinion Which Is Worthiest Love?