To Fear The Worst Oft Cures The

Princes Have But Their Titles For Their Glories, An Outward Honor For An Inward Toil; And, For Unfelt Imaginations, They Often Feel A World Of Restless Cares.

I Was Not Born Under A Rhyming Planet, Nor I Cannot Woo To In Festival Terms.

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

No, Time, Thou Shalt Not Boast That I Do Change.

Were Beauty Under Twenty Locks Kept Fast, Yet Love Breaks Through And Picks Them All At Last.