Men At Some Time Are

Tis Not The Many Oaths That Make The Truth; But The Plain Single Vow, That Is Vow'd True.

Would I Were Dead, If God's Good Will Were So, For What Is In This World But Grief And Woe?

I Wish You All The Joy That You Can Wish.

Death Lies On Her Like An Untimely Frost.

Love Looks Not With The Eyes, But With The Mind, And Therefore Is Winged Cupid Painted Blind.