My Love Admits No Qualifying Dross

Miracles Are Ceased; And Therefore We Must Needs Admit The Means, How Things Are Perfected.

If It Be True That Good Wine Needs No Bush, 'tis True That A Good Play Needs No Epilogue.

This Blessed Plot, This Earth, This Realm, This England.

April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.

So Doth The Greater Glory Dim The Less: A Substitute Shines Brightly As A King Until A King Be By.