As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
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God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!
Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.