'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear.
Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness.
Expectation makes a blessing dear. Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it was.
Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together; And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather.
But as when an authentic watch is shown, Each man winds up and rectifies his own, So in our very judgments.
I prithee send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine; For if from yours you will not part, Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?