Then Love Is Sin, And Let Me

Our Faults Are Not Seen, But Past Us; Neither Felt, But Only In The Punishment.

Chastity Is Not Chastity In An Old Man, But A Disability To Be Unchaste.

Take Me To You, Imprison Me, For I, Except You Enthrall Me, Never Shall Be Free, Nor Ever Chaste, Except You Ravish Me.

The Flea, Though He Kill None, He Does All The Harm He Can.

That Subtle Knot Which Makes Us Man So Must Pure Lovers Souls Descend T Affections, And To Faculties, Which Sense May Reach And Apprehend, Else A Great Prince In Prison Lies.