O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

Was Ever Woman In This Humour Wooed? Was Ever Woman In This Humour Won?

Care Is No Cure, But Rather Corrosive, For Things That Are Not To Be Remedied.

The Stroke Of Death Is As A Lover's Pinch, Which Hurts And Is Desired.

For This Relief Much Thanks. 'tis Bitter Cold, And I Am Sick At Heart.

Under Loves Heavy Burden Do I Sink. --romeo