Greatest Scandal Waits On Greatest State.

I Charge Thee, Hence, And Do Not Haunt Me Thus.

Nature Teaches Beasts To Know Their Friends.

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounc'd It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue.

Neither My Place, Nor Aught I Heard Of Business, Hath Raised Me From My Bed; Nor Doth The General Care Take Hold On Me; For My Particular Grief Is Of So Floodgate And O'erbearing Nature That It Engluts And Swallows Other Sorrows, And It Is Still Itself.

But Earthlier Happy Is The Rose Distill'd Than That Which Withering On The Virgin Thorn Grows, Lives, And Dies In Single Blessedness.