The Error Of Our Eye

Sin From Thy Lips? O Trespass Sweetly Urged! Give Me My Sin Again.

I Will Go Wash; And When My Face Is Fair, You Shall Perceive Whether I Blush Or No.

Though I Be But Prince Of Wales, Yet I Am The King Of Courtesy.

I Dote On His Very Absence.

That Which Ordinary Men Are Fit For, I Am Qualified In. And The Best Of Me Is Diligence.