Frailty, Thy Name Is Woman!

For I Am Proverbed With A Grandsire Phrase.

My Age Is As A Lusty Winter, Frosty But Kindly.

Thou Shalt Be Free As Mountain Winds: But Then Exactly Do All Points Of My Command.

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounce It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue; But If You Mouth It, As Many Of Your Players Do, I Had As Lief The Town-crier Spoke My Lines.

My Heart Suspects More Than Mine Eye Can See.