How my achievements mock me!
I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful
Hang him, swaggering rascal!
Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, And say there is no sin but to be rich; And being rich, my virtue then shall be To say there is no vice but beggary
Quote: What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
It is the very error of the moon; She comes more nearer earth than she was wont, And makes men mad.