Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of vent.

No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage.

Tis time to fear when tyrants seem to kiss.

Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere

I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful

Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilled my brawling discontent.

My grief lies onward, and my joy behind.