Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little

A Knavish Speech Sleeps In A Fool's Ear.

On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly After Summer Merrily.

Well, I'll Repent, And That Suddenly, While I Am In Some Liking; I Shall Be Out Of Heart Shortly, And Then I Shall Have No Strength To Repent.

He Is Deformed, Crooked, Old And Sere, Ill-faced, Worse Bodied, Shapeless Everywhere; Vicious, Ungentle, Foolish, Blunt, Unkind; Stigmatical In Making, Worse In Mind.

Heaven Would That She These Gifts Should Have, And I To Live And Die Her Slave.