Take heed of loving me.

A bracelet of bright hair about the bone.

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss, Which sucks two souls, and vapors both away.

Ah cannot we As well as cocks and lions jocund be, After such pleasures?

Drink, my jolly lads, drink with discerning, Wedlock's a lane where there is no turning; Never was owl more blind than a lover, Drink and be merry, lads, half …

I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then? But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the seve…

Coquetry whets the appetite; flirtation depraves it. Coquetry is the thorn that guards the rose-easily trimmed off when once plucked. Flirtation is like the sl…