I see a man's life is a tedious one.
Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
If wishes would prevail with me, my purpose should not fail with me.
Women are not In their best fortunes strong, but want will perjure the ne'er-touched vestal.
Beauty's a doubtful good, a glass, a flower, Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour; And beauty, blemish'd once, for ever's lost, In spite of physic, painting, pain, and cost.