Love is a growing, or full constant light; And his first minute, after noon, is night.

The Psalms foretell what I, what any shall do and suffer and say.

There is hook in every benefit, that sticks in his jaws that takes that benefit, and draws him whither the benefactor will.

Nature hath no goal though she hath law.

My world's both parts, and 'o! Both parts must die.

Thy face is mine eye, and mine is thine.

How many times go we to comedies, to masques, to places of great and noble resort, nay even to church only to see the company.