And Therefore Is Love Said

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

...lest Too Light Winning Make The Prize Light.

With Mirth In Funeral And With Dirge In Marriage.

But I Am Constant As The Northern Star, Of Whose True Fixed And Resting Quality There Is No Fellow In The Firmament.

Go To You Bosom: Knock There, And Ask Your Heart What It Doth Know.