Dead Shepherd, Now I Find Thy Saw

But Till All Graces Be In One Woman, One Woman Shall Not Come In My Grace. Rich She Shall Be, That's Certain; Wise, Or I'll None; Virtuous, Or I'll Never Cheapen Her; Fair, Or I'll Never Look On Her; Mild, Or Come Not Near Me; Noble, Or Not I For An Angel; Of Good Discourse, And Excellent Musician And Her Hair Shall Be Of What Colour It Shall Please God.

Haply A Woman's Voice May Do Some Good When Articles Too Nicely Urged Be Stood On.

Youth To Itself Rebels, Though None Else Near.

Women May Fail When There Is No Strength In Man

Unnatural Deeds Do Breed Unnatural Troubles.