What though the sea with waves continuall Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ; Ne is the earth the lesse, or loseth ought : For whatsoever from one place doth fall Is with the tyde unto another brought : For there is nothing lost, that may be found if sought.

For since mine eyes your joyous sight did miss, my cheerful day is turned to cheerless night.

Fly from wrath; sad be the sights and bitter fruits of war; a thousand furies wait on wrathful swords.

A circle cannot fill a triangle, so neither can the whole world, if it were to be compassed, the heart of man; a man may as easily fill a chest with grace as the heart with gold. The air fills not the body, neither doth money the covetous mind of man.

In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

But times do change and move continually.

For whatsoever from one place doth fall, Is with the tide unto an other brought: For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.