Light Boats Sail Swift, Though

It Is The Stars, The Stars Above Us, Govern Our Conditions.

She Is A Woman, Therefore To Be Won.

Tis Beauty That Doth Oft Make Women Proud; But, God He Knows, Thy Share Thereof Is Small.

Lovers Can Do Their Amorous Rites By Their Own Beauties

Time's The King Of Men; He's Both Their Parent, And He Is Their Grave, And Gives Them What He Will, Not What They Crave.