T Is The Will That Makes The

Who With A Little Cannot Be Content, Endures An Everlasting Punishment.

The Readiness Of Doing Doth Expresse No Other But The Doer's Willingnesse.

I Dare Not Ask A Kiss; I Dare Not Beg A Smile; Lest Having That Or This, I Might Grow Proud The While. No, No, The Utmost Share Of My Desire Shall Be Only To Kiss That Air, That Lately Kissed Thee.

Give House-room To The Best; 'tis Never Known Verture And Pleasure Both To Dwell In One.

Seldom Comes Glory Till A Man Be Dead.