See where she comes apparelled like the spring.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupts, but being seasoned with a gracious voice obscures the show of evil.
'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.
Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Rumor is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures.
My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world!