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

Ah, fool! faint heart fair lady ne'er could win.

So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.

Change still doth reign, and keep the greater sway.

All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.