There's Such Divinity Doth Hedge A King

Winter's Not Gone Yet, If The Wild Geese Fly That Way.

Take Pains. Be Perfect.

To Be In Love, Where Scorn Is Bought With Groans; Coy Looks, With Heart-sore Sighs; One Fading Moment's Mirth

Don't Waste Your Love On Somebody, Who Doesn't Value It.

Learning Is But An Adjunct To Ourself, And Where We Are Our Learning Likewise Is.