Since I went no grasse hath growne on my hele. Votes: 3
For Myrth prolongeth lyfe, and causeth health. Votes: 0
Gay love, God save it, so soone hotte, so soone colde. Votes: 0
I am sorie God made me so comely. Votes: 0
That same manne, that renneth awaye,Maye again fight, an other daye. Votes: 0
There is nothing wherein their womanliness is more honestly garnished than with silence. Votes: 0
Wowers never speede well, that have a false harte. Votes: 0
There hath grown no grass on my heels since I went hence. Votes: 0