I am wealthy in my friends.
Man and wife, being two, are one in love.
Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?
I'll have no husband, if you be not he.
This sanguine coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker, this huge hill of flesh!
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.