He That Dies Pays All Debts.

And Be These Juggling Friends No More Believ'd, That Palter With Us In A Double Sense; That Keep The Word Of Promise To Our Ear And Break It To Our Hope.

Hear My Soul Speak. Of The Very Instant That I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly At Your Service

Ruin Has Taught Me To Ruminate, That Time Will Come And Take My Love Away. This Thought Is As A Death, Which Cannot Choose But Weep To Have That Which It Fears To Lose.

Past And To Come, Seems Best; Things Present, Worse.

It Is As Easy To Count Atomies As To Resolve The Propositions Of A Lover.