Haste Is Needful In A Desperate Case.

What, All So Soon Asleep! I Wish Mine Eyes Would, With Themselves, Shut Up My Thoughts.

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

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

Lovers And Madmen Have Such Seething Brains Such Shaping Fantasies, That Apprehend More Than Cool Reason Ever Comprehends.

The Patient Must Minister To Himself