Who Soars Too Near The Sun, With

... I Am At War 'twixt Will And Will Not.

My Master Hath Been An Honorable Gentleman; Tricks He Hath Had In Him Which Gentlemen Have.

Ask Me No Reason Why I Love You; For Though Love Use Reason For His Physician, He Admits Him Not For His Counsellor.

Good Fortune Then! To Make Me Blest Or Cursed'st Among Men.

To Be Now A Sensible Man, By And By A Fool, And Presently A Beast!