So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.
Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.
Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendred.
As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
Though truth and falsehood be Near twins, yet truth a little elder is.