Nature that framed us of four elements, warring within our breasts for >>
Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib'd one self place; for where we >>
You stars that reigned at my nativity, whose influence hath allotted d >>
Beauty always promises, but never gives anything. >>
There is nothing that makes its way more directly to the soul than bea >>
Exuberance is beauty. >>
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.