Enjoy'd No Sooner But Despised

Thou Whoreson Zed! Thou Unnecessary Letter! My Lord, If You Will Give Me Leave, I Will Tread This Unbolted Villain Into Mortar, And Daub The Wall Of A Jakes With Him. *all Cheer For Shakespearean Insults*

Diseased Nature Oftentimes Breaks Forth In Strange Eruptions.

Light, Seeking Light, Doth Light Of Light Beguile

For She Had Eyes And Chose Me.

I Love Thee, I Love Thee With A Love That Shall Not Die. Till The Sun Grows Cold And The Stars Grow Old.