A Woman Moved Is Like A Fountain

What, Gone Without A Word? Ay, So True Love Should Do; It Cannot Speak, For Truth Hath Better Deeds Than Words To Grace It.

Better Conquest Never Canst Thou Make Than Arm Thy Constant And Thy Nobler Parts Against Giddy, Loose Suggestions.

And Do As Adversaries Do In Law, Strive Mightily, But Eat And Drink As Friends.

When Most I Wink, Then Do My Eyes Best See

O Sleep! O Gentle Sleep! Nature's Soft Nurse.