Pleasure And Action Make The Hours Seem

I Have Trod A Measure, I Have Flattered A Lady, I Have Been Politic With My Friend, Smooth With Mine Enemy.

When Devils Will The Blackest Sins Put On They Do Suggest At First With Heavenly Shows

Ay, When Fowls Have No Feathers And Fish Have No Fin.

So Full Of Artless Jealousy Is Guilt, It Spills Itself In Fearing To Be Spilt.

Thou Ominous And Fearful Owl Of Death.