Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of Our human generation you shall find.
Speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee.
By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be mekancholy.
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores.
A man may see how this world goes with no eyes. Look with thine ears: see how yond justice rails upon yon simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent.