Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational.
Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.
Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.
These two imparadised in one another's arms, the happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill of bliss on bliss.
Sweet intercourse of looks and smiles; for smiles from reason flow.
When a king sets himself to bandy against the highest court and residence of all regal powers, he then, in the single person of a man, fights against his own majesty and kingship.