Courtesy which oft is found in lowly sheds, with smoky rafters, than in tapestry halls and courts of princes, where it first was named.

How gladly would I meet mortality, my sentence, and be earth in sensible! How glad would lay me down, as in my mother's lap! There I should rest, and sleep secure.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

And out of good still to find means of evil.

Reason also is choice.

Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.

Methought I saw my late espoused saint.