When I Waked, I Cried To Dream

Though She Be But Little, She Is Fierce!

Fairies Use Flowers For Their Charactery.

Full Many A Lady I Have Eyed With Best Regard, And Many A Time Th' Harmony Of Their Tongues Hath Into Bondage Brought My Too Diligent Ear; For Several Virtues Have I Liked Several Women; Never Any With So Full Soul But Some Defect In Her Did Quarrel With The Noblest Grace She Owed, And Put It To The Foil.

It Is The Mind That Makes The Body Rich; And As The Sun Breaks Through The Darkest Clouds, So Honor Peereth In The Meanest Habit.

Hear My Soul Speak. Of The Very Instant That I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly At Your Service