Tears are the noble language of eyes, and when true love of words is destitute. The eye by tears speak, while the tongue is mute.

T is the will that makes the action good or ill.

Know when to speak - for many times it brings danger, to give the best advice to kings.

A spark neglected makes a mighty fire.

I do love I know not what; Sometimes this, and sometimes that.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.