23. _A Posy in a Ring._ Be true to me, as I to thee. 24. _Another._ God above increase our love! 25. _Another._ All thine is mine. 26. _Another._ Ne'er joy in heart that seeks to part. 27. _Another sent with a pair of Bracelets._ Fair as VENUS; as DIANA Chaste and pure is my SUSANNA. 28. _The Posy of a young Man to his Love, shewing what a Woman should be._ If Woman should to Man be woe, She should not be what GOD did make her: That was to be a helper; so GOD then did give, Man now doth take her. 29. _The Posy of a Maid cast off, expressing how light[ly] she takes it._ Tell him that had my heart in chase, And now at other games doth fly: Green Sickness ne'er shall spoil my face; Nor puling "Heigh Ho's!" wet mine eye! 30. _The Posy of a Ring._ I do rejoice in thee my choice. 31. _A Posy of a scornful Lover._ Since thy hot love so quickly's done: Do thou but go, I'll strive to run! 32. _A Posy shewing Man and Wife to be one._ Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone; From one made two are two made one. 33. _Posies for Rings._ As true to thee, as death to me. 34. _Another._ If thou deny, I wish to die. 35. _Another._ In trust, be just. 36. _Another._ I live if "I [_Ay_]": If "No," I die. 37. _Another._ No bitter smart can change my heart! 38. _Another._ Rather die than faith deny! 39. _Another._ Not lust, but love; as time shall prove. 40. _Another._ To love as I do thee, Is to love none but me. 41. _A Posy sent by a young Man to his Love in a Handkercher, in which was wrought the fashion of a Heart with wings._ Of all bad things, a heart with wings is still the worst; And he that meets with one so fleet, of all's accurst. 42. _The Maiden's reply in a Handkercher, in which was the shape of a Heart with an arrow through it._ A flying Heart, a piercing dart doth well deserve: So be it with me, if I from thee shall ever swerve! 43. Thou mine, I thine. 44. _Another._ Be true to me as I to thee. 45. _A young Maid to her Love in a Scarf._ She that of all doth love thee dearest, Doth send thee this; which as thou wearest And oft dost look on, think on me! As I by thine do think on thee. 46. _From a young Man to his Love wrought in a Silk Girdle_. Till death divide, whate'er betide! 47. _Another._ The World's a Lottery! My prize A love that's fair, as chaste, as wise. 48. _A young Man to his Love, describing the power and ever flourishing virtue of Love._ Love till Doomsday in his prime; Like APOLLO robed in gold: Though it have been as long as Time; Yet still is young, though Time be old.