Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.

Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites.

I cannot be a man with wishing, therefore I will die a woman with grieving.

Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.

When a gentlemen is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths.

It is meant that noble minds keep ever with their likes; for who so firm that cannot be seduced.

A grandma's name is little less in love than is the doting title of a mother.