Love is begun by time and time qualifies the spark and fire of it.

“O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee. That …”

“Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides:Who cover faults, at last shame th…”

“When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,And Tom bea…”

“Acest volum de-amor, amant răzleț,De s-ar lega, ar fi fără de preț”