On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly

If It Be Honor In Your Wars To Seem The Same You Are Not,--which, For Your Best Ends, You Adopt Your Policy--how Is It Less Or Worse, That It Shall Hold Companionship In Peace With Honour, As In War: Since That To Both It Stands In Like Request?

Love Hath Made Thee A Tame Snake

As True As Steel, As Plantage To The Moon, As Sun To Day, At Turtle To Her Mate, As Iron To Adamant, As Earth To Centre.

By That Sin Fell The Angels.

I And My Bosom Must Debate Awhile, And Then I Would No Other Company.