Unnatural Deeds Do Breed Unnatural Troubles.

Look, How This Ring Encompasseth Thy Finger, Even So Thy Breast Encloseth My Poor Heart; Wear Both Of Them, For Both Of Them Are Thine.

In The Night, Imagining Some Fear, How Easy Is A Bush Supposed A Bear!

I Would Give All Of My Fame For A Pot Of Ale And Safety.

Do You Set Down Your Name In The Scroll Of Youth, That Are Written Down Old With All The Characters Of Age?

Was Ever Woman In This Humour Wooed? Was Ever Woman In This Humour Won?