Nature Does Require Her Times Of Preservation.

Come, Woo Me, Woo Me, For Now I Am In A Holiday Humor, And Like Enough To Consent.

Some Report A Sea-maid Spawn'd Him; Some That He Was Begot Between Two Stock-fishes. But It Is Certain That When He Makes Water His Urine Is Congealed Ice.

The Heart Hath Treble Wrong When It Is Barr'd The Aidance Of The Tongue.

Bloody Instructions, Which, Being Taught, Return To Plague The Inventor.

Come, Lady, Die To Live.