Which in life did harbour give

To more virtue than doth live.

Epitaph on Elizabeth, L. H.

Whilst that for which all virtue now is sold,

And almost every vice,—almighty gold.[178:3]

Epistle to Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland.

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Drink to me only with thine eyes,

And I will pledge with mine;

Or leave a kiss but in the cup,