Awake, Awake, English Nobility! Let Not Sloth

O, My Lord, You Said That Idle Weeds Are Fast In Growth: The Prince My Brother Hath Outgrown Me Far.

A Fusty Nut With No Kernel.

I Do Desire We May Be Better Strangers.

Since I Do Purpose To Marry, I Will Think Nothing To Any Purpose That The World Can Say Against It; And Therefore Never Floutat Me For What I Have Said Against It; For Man Is A Giddy Thing, And This Is My Conclusion.

I Almost Die For Food, And Let Me Have It!