As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
A grandma's name is little less in love than is the doting title of a mother.
Inconstancy falls off ere it begins.
The wheel is come full circle.
The pleasing punishment that women bear.
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.