O For A Horse With Wings!

A Blind Man Can't Forget The Eyesight He Lost, Show Me Any Beautiful Girl. How Can Her Beauty Not Remind Me Of The One Whose Beauty Surpasses Hers?

All Pity Choked With Custom Of Fell Deeds.

Thou Canst Not Speak Of What Thou Dost Not Feel.

Affection Faints Not Like A Pale-faced Coward, But Then Woos Best When Most His Choice Is Froward.

Kiss Me, Kate, We Shall Be Married O'sunday