To Be Rhymed To Death As Is

The Tip No Jewel Needs To Wear: The Tip Is Jewel Of The Ear.

My True-love Hath My Heart, And I Have His, By Just Exchange, One For The Other Given; I Hold His Dear, And Mine He Cannot Miss, There Never Was A Better Bargain Driven.

Ambition, Like Love, Can Abide No Lingering; And Ever Urgeth On His Own Successes, Hating Nothing But What May Stop Them.

Since Bodily Strength Is But A Servant To The Mind, It Were Very Barbarous And Preposterous That Force Should Be Made Judge Over Reason.

It Is No Less Vain To Wish Death Than It Is Cowardly To Fear It.