So Distribution Should Undo Excess, And Each

We See Which Way The Stream Of Time Doth Run.

To Stand Against The Deep Dread-bolted Thunder, In The Most Terrible And Nimble Stroke Of Quick, Cross Lightning.

This World To Me Is Like A Lasting Storm,whirring Me From My Friends.

How Much An Ill Word May Empoison Liking!

I Have Pursued Her, As Love Hath Pursued Me