Falsehood Falsehood Cures

But I Will Be, A Bridegroom In My Death, And Run Into't As To A Lover's Bed.

Coal-black Is Better Than Another Hue In That It Scorns To Bear Another Hue; For All The Water In The Ocean Can Never Turn The Swan's Black Legs To White, Although She Lave Them Hourly In The Flood.

While We Lie Tumbling In The Hay.

Love Does Not See With The Eyes, But With The Soul.

Thou Hast Most Traitorously Corrupted The Youth Of The Realm In Erecting A Grammar School.