What, Can The Devil Speak

A Good Heart 'is Worth Gold.

A Blind Man Can't Forget The Eyesight He Lost, Show Me Any Beautiful Girl. How Can Her Beauty Not Remind Me Of The One Whose Beauty Surpasses Hers?

There Is Plenty Of Time To Sleep In The Grave

Zounds! I Was Never So Bethumped With Words Since I First Called My Brother's Father Dad.

Words, Vows, Gifts, Tears, And Love's Full Sacrifice, He Offers In Another's Enterprise; But More In Troilus Thousand-fold I See Than In The Glass Of Pandar's Praise May Be, Yet Hold I Off.