Nothing In His Life Became Him Like

I Have More Care To Stay Than Will To Go.

If It Were Done When 'tis Done, Then 'twere Well. It Were Done Quickly.

I Understand Thy Kisses, And Thou Mine, And That's A Feeling Disputation.

Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

Constant You Are, But Yet A Woman; And For Secrecy, No Lady Closer; For I Well Believe Thou Wilt Not Utter What Thou Dost Not Know.