Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

Light boats sail swift, though greater hulks draw deep.

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

Some kinds of baseness are nobly undergone.

Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl toward death.

Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.

My dear, dear Lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away Men are but gilded loan or painted clay... Mine honor is my life; both grow in one; Take honor from me, and my life is done.