Hopeless and helpless doth Egeon wend, But to procrastinate his liveless end.

Tis safter to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.

As many arrows, loosed several ways, come to one mark...so many a thousand actions, once afoot, end in one purpose.

Seek happy nights to happy days.W

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

O England! Model to thy inward greatness, like little body with a might heart.