Great Griefs Medicine The Less.

O Hell! To Choose Love With Another's Eye.

My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

I Am A Jew. Hath Not A Jew Eyes? Hath Not A Jew Hands, Organs, Dimensions, Senses, Affections, Passions?

I Am Not Only Witty In Myself, But The Cause That Wit Is In Other Men.

Of All Complexions The Culled Sovereignty Do Meet, As At A Fair, In Her Fair Cheek, Where Several Worthies Make One Dignity, Where Nothing Wants That Want Itself Doth Seek.