Tis a happy thing To be the father unto many sons.

To do a great right do a little wrong.

All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bond in earth, in sea, in sky. The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls Are their males' subjects and at their controls. Man, more divine, the master of all these, Lord of the wide world and wild wat'ry seas, Indu'd with intellectual sense and souls, Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls, Are masters to their females, and their lords; Then let your will attend on their accords.

And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears.