Kindness nobler ever than revenge.
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
For he was likely, had he been put on, to have proved most royally.
The apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.