A Harmless Necessary Cat.

At Christmas I No More Desire A Rose Than Wish A Snow In May's New-fangled Mirth; But Like Of Each Thing That In Season Grows.

Pray, Love, Remember: And There Is Pansies, That's For Thoughts.

Don Pedro - (...)'in Time The Savage Bull Doth Bear The Yoke.' Benedick - The Savage Bull May, But If Ever The Sensible Benedick Bear It, Pluck Off The Bull's Horns And Set Them In My Forehead, And Let Me Be Vildly Painted; And In Such Great Letters As They Writes, 'here Is Good Horse For Hire', Let Them Signify Under My Sign, 'here You May See Benedick The Married Man.

Why Should We Rise Because 'tis Light? Did We Lie Down Because T'was Night?

Keep Up Your Bright Swords, For The Dew Will Rust Them.