One Pain Is Lessened By

Time Doth Transfix The Flourish Set On Youth And Delves The Parallels In Beauty's Brow.

We Wound Our Modesty And Make Foul The Clearness Of Our Deservings, When Of Ourselves We Publish Them.

Enjoy The Honey-heavy Dew Of Slumber.

Some Rise By Sin, And Some By Virtue Fall.

I Dare Do All That May Become A Man; Who Dares Do More, Is None