For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is a pattern of celestial peace.
Marriage is a matter of more worth than to be dealt in by attorneyship.
Thy promises are like Adonis’ gardens That one day bloom’d and fruitful were the next.
My thoughts are whirled like a potter’s wheel.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse to nought.