You Kiss By Th' Book.

The Golden Age Is Before Us, Not Behind Us.

My Love Is Strengthen'd, Though More Weak In Seeming; I Love Not Less, Though Less The Show Appear: That Love Is Merchandised Whose Rich Esteeming The Owner's Tongue Doth Publish Every Where.

The Nature Of Bad News Affects The Teller.

Against Self-slaughter There Is A Prohibition So Divine That Cravens My Weak Hand.

There's Her Cousin, An She Were Not Possessed With A Fury, Exceeds Her As Much In Beauty As The First Of May Doth The Last Of December.