Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may.
Each must in virtue strive for to excel; That man lives twice that lives the first life well.
Happy is the bride that the sun shines on.
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
Give, if thou can, an alms; if not, a sweet and gentle word.
Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg.