Money is the sovereign queen of all delights – for her, the lawyer pleads, the soldier fights.

He that is thy friend indeed, – He will help thee in thy need: – If thou sorrow, he will weep; – If you wake, he cannot sleep; – Thus of every grief in heart – He with thee doth bear a part.

All is amiss. Love is dying, faith’s defying, heart’s denying.

Love is a fiend, a fire, a heaven, a hell Where pleasure, pain, and sad repentance dwell

He that is thy friend indeed, - He will help thee in thy need: - If thou sorrow, he will weep; - If you wake, he cannot sleep; - Thus of every grief in heart - He with thee doth bear a part.

Gold is a deep-persuading orator.

As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made.

Every one that flatters thee Is no friend in misery. Words are easy, like the wind, Faithful friends are hard to find.

If it be sin to love a lovely lad Oh there sin I.

Nothing is more certain than uncertainties: / Fortune is full of fresh variety; / Constant in nothing but inconstancy.