Winter, Which, Being Full Of Care, Makes

And When Love Speaks, The Voice Of All The Gods Makes Heaven Drowsy With The Harmony.

The Weakest Kind Of Fruit Drops Earliest To The Ground.

I Do Repent; But Heaven Hath Pleas'd It So To Punish Me With This, And This With Me, That I Must Be Their Scourge And Minister. I Will Bestow Him, And Will Answer Well The Death I Gave Him. So Again Good Night. I Must Be Cruel Only To Be Kind. Thus Bad Begins And Worse Remains Behind.

In Friendship, As In Love, We Are Often Happier Through Our Ignorance Than Our Knowledge.

Love That We Cannot Have Is The One That Lasts The Longest,hurts The Deepest,but Feels The Strongest