Travelers Must Be Content.

Mean And Mighty, Rotting Together, Have One Dust.

The Pleasing Punishment That Women Bear.

Well, While I Live I'll Fear No Other Thing So Sore As Keeping Safe Nerissa's Ring.

When Clouds Are Seen Wise Men Put On Their Cloaks; When Great Leaves Fall Then Winter Is At Hand.

How Much Better Is It To Weep At Joy Than To Joy At Weeping?