Say, Thou Art Mine; And Ever, My

Woe, Destruction, Ruin, And Decay; The Worst Is Death And Death Will Have His Day.

Foul Words Is But Foul Wind, And Foul Wind Is But Foul Breath, And Foul Breath Is Noisome; Therefore I Will Depart Unkissed.

Sweet Flowers Are Slow And Weeds Make Haste.

The Venom Clamours Of A Jealous Woman Poison More Deadly Than A Mad Dog's Tooth.

I Am The Prince Of Wales; And Think Not, Percy, To Share With Me In Glory Any More: Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.