Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
Love reasons without reason.
Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do till you require.
Women's weapons, water-drops.
Suffer love; a good epithet! I do suffer love, indeed, for I love thee against my will.