There Are Many Events In The Womb

Mine Eyes Smell Onions: I Shall Weep Anon.

All Is Well Ended If This Suit Be Won. That You Express Content; Which We Will Pay, With Strife To Please You, Day Exceeding Day.

I Will Despair, And Be At Enmity With Cozening Hope.

...vaulted With Such Ease Into His Seat, As If An Angel Dropp'd Down From The Clouds, To Turn And Wind A Fiery Pegasus, And Witch The World With Noble Horsemanship.

My Brain More Busy Than The Labouring Spider Weaves Tedious Snares To Trap Mine Enemies.