The Readiness Of Doing Doth Expresse No

No, Not Jove Himselfe, At One Time, Can Be Wise And Love.

Hell Is No Other But A Soundlesse Pit, Where No One Beame Of Comfort Peeps In It.

Give, If Thou Can, An Alms; If Not, A Sweet And Gentle Word.

He Who Has Suffered Shipwreck, Fears To Sail Upon The Seas, Though With A Gentle Gale.

Next, When I Cast Mine Eyes And See That Brave Vibration Each Way Free, O How That Glittering Taketh Me!