The Worm Is Not To Be Trusted.

Strikes Deeper, Grows With More Pernicious Root.

Here Come The Lovers, Full Of Joy And Mirth.— Joy, Gentle Friends! Joy And Fresh Days Of Love Accompany Your Hearts!

Could Beauty, My Lord, Have Better Commerce Than With Honesty?

Why Should We Rise Because 'tis Light? Did We Lie Down Because T'was Night?

Sigh No More Ladies, Sigh No More, Men Were Deceivers Ever