It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.
Tempt not a desperate man
Society is no comfort, to one not sociable.
We must follow, not force Providence.
By God, I cannot flatter, I do defy The tongues of soothers! but a braver place In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
I am sure care's an enemy to life.