My Age Is As A Lusty Winter,

I Have Touch'd The Highest Point Of All My Greatness, And From That Full Meridian Of My Glory I Haste Now To My Setting.

Do Thou Amend Thy Face, And I'll Amend My Life.

Un-thread The Rude Eye Of Rebellion, And Welcome Home Again Discarded Faith.

These Flowers Are Like The Pleasures Of The World.

April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.