We Credit Most Our Sight;

What Though The Sea Be Calm? Trust To The Shore, Ships Have Been Drown'd, Where Late They Danc'd Before.

The Readiness Of Doing Doth Expresse No Other But The Doer's Willingnesse.

Cherry-ripe, Ripe, Ripe, I Cry, Full And Fair Ones; Come And Buy. If So Be You Ask Me Where They Do Grow, I Answer: There, Where My Julia's Lips Do Smile; There's The Land, Or Cherry-isle, Whose Plantations Fully Show All The Year Where Cherries Grow.

Welcome, Maids Of Honor, You Doe Bring In The Spring, And Wait Upon Her.

T Is The Will That Makes The Action Good Or Ill.