One Pain Is Lessened By Another's Anguish.

The Quality Of Nothing Hath Not Such Need To Hide Itself

Be Merry, And Employ Your Chiefest Thoughts To Courtship And Such Fair Ostents Of Love As Shall Conveniently Become You There.

She Speaks Poniards, And Every Word Stabs.

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

A High Hope For A Low Heaven: God Grant Us Patience!