That orbed continent the fire that severs day from night.
Sweet mercy is nobility’s true badge.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.
Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.
Strong reasons make strong actions.
Some sins do bear their privilege on earth.
Society is no comfort to one not sociable.
Saint Valentine is past: Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?
Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, A face without a heart?
O! she will sing the savageness out of a bear.
O! how ripe in show thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow.
O Lord, that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
