Every Age Has A Kind Of Universal

But Shakespeare's Magic Could Not Copied Be; Within That Circle None Durst Walk But He.

Errors Like Straws Upon The Surface Flow, Who Would Search For Pearls To Be Grateful For Often Must Dive Below.

Thoughts Cannot Form Themselves In Words So Horrid As Can Express My Guilt.

But Dying Is A Pleasure / When Living Is A Pain.

Jealousy's A Proof Of Love, But 'tis A Weak And Unavailing Medicine; It Puts Out The Disease And Makes It Show, But Has No Power To Cure.