So fair and foul a day i had not seen.
I feel it gone, yet know not when it left.
There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee.
She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
I go, I go, look how I go, swifter than an arrow from a bow
Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.