For What I Will, I

But Shall We Wear These Glories For A Day? Or Shall They Last, And We Rejoice In Them?

You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings And Soar With Them Above A Common Bound.

To Be Furious, Is To Be Frighted Out Of Fear.

Bondage Is Hoarse, And May Not Speak Aloud.

There's Rosemary, That's For Remembrance. Pray You, Love, Remember.