Mind Your Speech A Little

By Heaven, My Soul Is Purg'd From Grudging Hate; And With My Hand I Seal My True Heart's Love

What, Gone Without A Word? Ay, So True Love Should Do; It Cannot Speak, For Truth Hath Better Deeds Than Words To Grace It.

He That Is Thy Friend Indeed, He Will Help You In Your Need.

How Poor Are They That Have Not Patience! What Wound Did Ever Heal But By Degrees?

Their Manners Are More Gentle, Kind, Than Of Our Human Generation You Shall Find.