“My mind to me a kingdom is,Such present joys therein I find,That it excels all other blissThat world affords or grows by kind.Though much I want which most would have,Yet still my mind forbids to crave.”
“True hearts have ears and eyes, no tongues to speak;They hear and see, and sigh, and then they break.”
“And love is love, in beggars and in kings.”