Thy Friendship Makes Us Fresh.

There's Beggary In Love That Can Be Reckoned

Kindness Nobler Ever Than Revenge.

I Had Rather Chop This Hand Off At A Blow, And With The Other Fling It At Thy Face.

Those Friends Thou Hast, And Their Adoption Tried, Grapple Them To Thy Soul With Hoops Of Steel; But Do Not Dull Thy Palm With Entertainment Of Each New-hatch'd, Unfledg'd Comrade.

At Christmas, I No More Desire A Rose.