In Struggling With Misfortunes Lies The True

Self-love Is The Most Inhibited Sin In The Canon.

I Have Unclasp'd To Thee The Book Even Of My Secret Soul.

My Love Is Strengthen'd, Though More Weak In Seeming; I Love Not Less, Though Less The Show Appear: That Love Is Merchandised Whose Rich Esteeming The Owner's Tongue Doth Publish Every Where.

That You Were Once Unkind Befriends Me Now, And For That Sorrow, Which I Then Did Feel, Needs Must I Under My Transgression Bow, Unless My Nerves Were Brass Or Hammered Steel.

Keep Thy Friend Under Thy Own Life's Key.