So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.

The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Went to the ground.

Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power, After offence returning, to regain Love once possess'd.

My heart contains of good, wise, just, the perfect shape.

Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.

But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending.

I will not allow my daughters to learn foreign languages because one tongue is sufficient for a woman.