Repentance Is The Virtue Of Weak Minds.

When Beauty Fires The Blood, How Love Exalts The Mind!

The Fool Of Nature Stood With Stupid Eyes And Gaping Mouth, That Testified Surprise.

Let Fortune Empty Her Whole Quiver On Me, I Have A Soul That, Like An Ample Shield, Can Take In All, And Verge Enough For More; Fate Was Not Mine, Nor Am I Fate's: Souls Know No Conquerors.

Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is Death Of Love!

Jealousy Is The Jaundice Of The Soul.