“My only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me,That I must love a loathed enemy.”
“Afore me! It is so very late,That we may call it early by and by.”
“I am glad I was up so late, for that's the reason I was up so early.”
“My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.”
“And too soon Marred are those so early Made.”
“What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?”