Omittance Is No Quittance.

Tell Them, That, To Ease Them Of Their Griefs, Their Fear Of Hostile Strokes, Their Aches, Losses, Their Pangs Of Love, With Other Incident Throes That Nature's Fragile Vessel Doth Sustain In Life's Uncertain Voyage, I Will Some Kindness Do Them.

Besides, Our Nearness To The King In Love Is Near The Hate Of Those Love Not The King.

Yet, Do Thy Worst, Old Time; Despite Thy Wrong, My Love Shall In My Verse Ever Live Young.

Sweetest Nut Hath Sourest Rind.

I Have Shot Mine Arrow O'er The House And Hurt My Brother.