Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.

Arm the obdured breast with stubborn patience as with triple steel.

All seemed well pleased, all seemed, but were not all.

But who is this, what thing of sea or land,- Female of sex it seems,- That so bedeck'd, ornate, and gay, Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus, bound for th' isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play, An amber scent of odorous perfume Her harbinger?

For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrowers, among good authors is accounted Plagiarè.

In God's intention, a meet and happy conversation is the chiefest and noblest end of marriage.

So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.