I will speak daggers to her, but use none.

In time we hate that which we often fear.

Passion lends them power, time means to meet, tempering extremities with extremes sweet.

Under loves heavy burden do I sink. --Romeo

I cannot do it without comp[u]ters.

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.

Hereditary sloth instructs me.