Oh, Flatter Me; For Love Delights In

I Am A Man More Sinned Against Than Sinning

You Told A Lie, An Odious Damned Lie; Upon My Soul, A Lie, A Wicked Lie.

My Love Is Deep; The More I Give To Thee, The More I Have, Both Are Infinite.

I'll Take Thy Word For Faith, Not Ask Thine Oath; Who Shuns Not To Break One Will Sure Crack Both.

My Affection Hath An Unknown Bottom, Like The Bay Of Portugal.