See How She Leans Her Cheek Upon

Give Thy Thoughts No Tongue.

Well, I Must Be Patient; There Is No Fettering Of Authority.

This Is No Time To Lend Money, Especially Upon Bare Friendship Without Security.

Thou Hast Her, France; Let Her Be Thine, For We Have No Such Daughter, Nor Shall Ever See That Face Of Hers Again. Therefore Be Gone Without Our Grace, Our Love, Our Benison.

Courage And Comfort, All Shall Yet Go Well