There's Not A Note Of Mine That's

True Hope Is Swift, And Flies With Swallow's Wings.

That Which I Would Discover The Law Of Friendship Bids Me To Conceal.

Grief Hath Two Tongues; And Never Woman Yet Could Rule Them Both Without Ten Women's Wit.

Kiss Me, Kate, We Shall Be Married O'sunday

Young Men's Love Then Lies Not Truly In Their Hearts, But In Their Eyes.