Oh, That Way Madness Lies; Let Me

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

I Will Kill Thee A Hundred And Fifty Ways.

My Chastity's The Jewel Of Our House, Bequeathed Down From Many Ancestors.

The Moon, Like To A Silver Bow New Bent In Heaven.

Sweets With Sweets War Not, Joy Delights In Joy.