As Flies To Wanton Boys, Are We

Well, While I Live I'll Fear No Other Thing So Sore As Keeping Safe Nerissa's Ring.

If Is A Custom, More Honor'd In The Breach Than The Observance.

But Now Behold, In The Quick Forge And Working-house Of Thought, How London Doth Pour Out Her Citizens!

And Do So, Love, Yet When They Have Devised What Strainèd Touches Rhetoric Can Lend, Thou, Truly Fair, Wert Truly Sympathized In True Plain Words By Thy True-telling Friend; And Their Gross Painting Might Be Better Used Where Cheeks Need Blood; In Thee It Is Abused.

Shall I Never See A Bachelor Of Three Score Again?