Fight valiantly to-day; and yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it, for thou art framed of the firm truth of valor.

Allow not nature more than nature needs.

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.

Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.

I love thee, and it is my love that speaks

We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly followed.

I have supped full with horrors.