I Do Love I Know Not What;

Love Is Maintain'd By Wealth: When All Is Spent, Adversity Then Breeds The Discontent.

A Little Saint Best Fits A Little Shrine, A Little Prop Best Fits A Little Vine, As My Small Cruse Best Fits My Little Wine.

Fain Would I Kiss My Julia's Dainty Leg, Which Is As White And Hairless As An Egg.

Our Present Tears Here, Not Our Present Laughter Are But The Handsells Of Our Joys Hereafter.

Against Diseases Here The Strongest Fence Is The Defensive Vertue, Abstinence.