I'll teach you differences.
Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain: Lest sorrow lend me words and words express, The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
What fates impose, that men must needs abide; it boots not to resist both wind and tide.
In struggling with misfortunes lies the true proof of virtue.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. -Sonnet 73