I dreamt my lady came and found me dead . . . . . . . . . . . . And breathed such life with kisses in my lips That I revived and was an emperor.

You taught me language, and my profit on't / Is, I know how to curse

true apothecary thy drugs art quick

Nothing comes amiss, so money comes withal.

So now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine, Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still.

The moon shines bright. In such a night as this. When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees and they did make no noise, in such a night.

He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf.