Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words
Be wary then; best safety lies in fear.
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid for such disguise as haply shall become the form of my intent.
The chameleon Love can feed on the air
Would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastered by a piece of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marle?