We Have Some Salt Of

Very Good Orators, When They Are Out, They Will Spit; And For Lovers, Lacking--god Warn Us!--matter, The Cleanliest Shift Is To Kiss.

Death Rock Me Asleep.

To Take Arms Against A Sea Of Troubles.

Kindness In Women, Not Their Beauteous Looks, Shall Win My Love.

When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth, I Do Believe Her, Though I Know She Lies.