This day I breathèd first: time is come round,
And where I did begin, there shall I end;
My life is run his compass.

“Come unto these yellow sands,And then take hands.Curtsied when you have and kis…”

“Would the fountain of your mind were clear again,that I might water an ass at i…”

“I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.”

“I have no way and therefore want no eyesI stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis se…”