O war! thou son of Hell!
Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.
I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.
So our virtues lie in the interpretation of the time
By a divine instinct, men's minds mistrust ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see the waters swell before a boisterous storm.
Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do till you require.