Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!

Tell me thy company, and I'll tell thee what thou art.

Thou art not for the earth, nor for the Heaven the world is for thee, thou art not for the world.

When thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome.

Am not IA fly like thee?Or art not thouA man like me?

When thou art above measure angry, bethink thee how momentary is man's life.