So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.
The day breaks not, it is my heart.
As God loves a cheerful giver, so he also loves a cheerful taker. Who takes hold of his gifts with a glad heart.
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendred.
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.