I Was Not Born Under

I Hope To See London Once Ere I Die.

Give Thy Thoughts No Tongue, Nor Any Unproportioned Thought His Act. Be Thou Familiar But By No Means Vulgar.

Speak Low, If You Speak Love.

Holy, Fair, And Wise Is She; The Heaven Such Grace Did Lend Her, That She Might Admired Be.

As Chaste As Unsunned Snow.