I Heard A Bird So Sing, Whose

And All My Mother Came Into Mine Eyes And Gave Me Up To Tears.

Who Would Be So Mocked With Glory, Or To Live But In A Dream Of Friendship, To Have His Pomp And All What State Compounds But Only Painted, Like His Varnished Friends?

The Force Of His Own Merit Makes His Way-a Gift That Heaven Gives For Him.

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

Ha. "against My Will I Am Sent To Bid You Come Into Dinner." There's A Double Meaning In That. -benedick (much Ado)