Time, That Takes Survey Of

This World To Me Is Like A Lasting Storm,whirring Me From My Friends.

Ambition Should Be Made Of Sterner Stuff.

To Sleep Perchance To Dream

I Have More Care To Stay Than Will To Go.

Thy Husband Is Thy Lord, Thy Life, Thy Keeper, Thy Head, Thy Sovereign; One That Cares For Thee, And For Thy Maintenance Commits His Body To Painful Labour Both By Sea And Land, To Watch The Night In Storms, The Day In Cold, Whilst Thou Liest Warm At Home, Secure And Safe; And Craves No Other Tribute At Thy Hands But Love, Fair Looks And True Obedience; Too Little Payment For So Great A Debt.