Take Pains. Be Perfect.

A Tardiness In Nature, Which Often Leaves The History Unspoke, That It Intends To Do.

Who Can Be Patient In Extremes?

Be Like You Thought Our Love Would Last Too Long, If It Were Chain'd Together

What Win I, If I Gain The Thing I Seek? A Dream, A Breath, A Froth Of Fleeting Joy. Who Buys A Minute's Mirth To Wail A Week? Or Sells Eternity To Get A Toy? For One Sweet Grape Who Will The Vine Destroy? Or What Fond Beggar, But To Touch The Crown, Would With The Sceptre Straight Be Strucken Down?

I Had Rather Have A Fool To Make Me Merry Than Experience To Make Me Sad And To Travel For It Too!