The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.

Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.

I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both.

My soul is in the sky.

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.