Confess And Be Hanged.

Where Both Deliberate, The Love Is Slight: Who Ever Lov'd, That Lov'd Not At First Sight?

It Lies Not In Our Power To Love Or Hate, For Will In Us Is Overruled By Fate.

Make Me Immortal With A Kiss.

O Soul, Be Changed Into Little Waterdrops, / And Fall Into The Ocean, Ne'er Be Found!

Now I Will Show Myselfto Have More Of The Serpent Than The Dove;that Is--more Knave Than Fool.