By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone.
William ShakespeareThe pleasant'st angling is to see the fish Cut with her golden oars the silver stream And greedily devour the treacherous bait.
William ShakespeareO! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!
William Shakespeare