For This Relief, Much Thanks

So They Loved As Love In Twain Had The Essence But In One; Two Distinct, Divisions None.

Such Thanks As Fits A King's Remembrance.

I'll Make My Heaven In A Lady's Lap

I Despised My Arrival On This Earth And I Despise My Departure; It Is A Tragedy.

An Old Man, Broken With The Storms Of State, Is Come To Lay His Weary Bones Among Ye; Give Him A Little Earth For Charity!