The love-lorn nightingale nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well.

In God's intention, a meet and happy conversation is the chiefest and noblest end of marriage.

I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.

O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day!

And these gems of Heav'n, her starry train.

Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.

Hear all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.