Their Lips Were Four Red Roses On

All Love's Pleasure Shall Not Match Its Woe.

What A Piece Of Work Is A Man

I Am Falser Than Vows Made In Wine.

This Royal Throne Of Kings, This Scepter'd Isle, This Earth Of Majesty, This Seat Of Mars, This Other Eden, Demi-paradise.

Hear My Soul Speak. Of The Very Instant That I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly At Your Service