If Fortune Torments Me, Hope

Patch Grief With Proverbs.

Women May Fall When There's No Strength In Men.

A Woman Impudent And Mannish Grown Is Not More Loath'd Than An Effeminate Man.

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

There's Rosemary And Rue. These Keep Seeming And Savor All The Winter Long. Grace And Remembrance Be To You.