Thou Art All The Comfort, The Gods

In Nature There's No Blemish But The Mind. None Can Be Called Deformed But The Unkind.

I Was Adored Once Too.

Preferment Goes By Letter And Affection, And Not By Old Gradation, Where Each Second Stood Heir To Th's First.

I Hold Him But A Fool That Will Endanger His Body For A Girl That Loves Him Not.

When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth, I Do Believe Her, Though I Know She Lies.