Mirth Cannot Move A Soul

He's Mad That Trusts In The Tameness Of A Wolf.

Oh Why Rebuke You Him That Loves You So? / Lay Breath So Bitter On Your Bitter Foe.

O Madam, My Old Heart Is Cracked, It's Cracked!

Hide Not Thy Poison With Such Sugar'd Words

The Morning Steals Upon The Night, Melting The Darkness.