Celebrity Is Never More Admired Than By

Not Stepping Over The Bounds Of Modesty.

Music, Moody Food Of Us That Trade In Love.

A Whoreson Jackanapes Must Take Me Up For Swearing; As If I Borrowed Mine Oaths Of Him And Might Not Spend Them At My Pleasure. When A Gentleman Is Disposed To Swear, It Is Not For Any Standers-by To Curtail His Oaths, Ha?

My Heart Is Turned To Stone; I Strike It, And It Hurts My Hand.

There's Husbandry In Heaven; Their Candles Are All Out.