The Eye Sees All, But

Beware Of Entrance To A Quarrel, But, Being In, Bear T That Th' Opposed May Beware Of Thee.

Thou Art An Elm, My Husband, I A Vine.

Nothing 'gainst Times Scythe Can Make Defence.

O, Where Is Loyalty? If It Be Banished From The Frosty Head, Where Shall It Find A Harbor In The Earth?

Tis In My Memory Lock'd, And You Yourself Shall Keep The Key Of It.