I Love Thee; None But Thee, And

Let Us Sit And Mock The Good Housewife Fortune From Her Wheel, That Her Gifts May Henceforth Be Bestowed Equally, I Would We Could Do So For Her Benefits Are Mightily Misplaced And The Bountiful Blind Girl Doth Most Mistake In Her Gifts To Women. 'tis True For Those That She Makes Fair She Scarce Makes Honest And Those That She Makes Honest She Makes Very Ill-favouredly. Nay, Now Thou Goest From Fortunes Office To Natures. Fortune Reigns In Gifts Of The World, Not In The Lineaments Of Nature.

O, The Difference Of Man And Man! To Thee A Woman's Services Are Due.

My Dull Brain Was Wrought With Things Forgotten.

Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow,creeps In This Petty Pace From Day To Day

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind Thou Art Not So Unkind, As Man's Ingratitude.