Lay Aside Life-harming Heaviness, And Entertain A

Now The Melancholy Of God Protect Thee, And The Tailor Make Thy Doublet Of Changable Taffata, For Thy Mind Is A Very Opal. I Would Have Men Of Such Constancy Put To Sea, That Their Business Might Be Everything, And Their Intent Everywhere, For That's It, That Always Makes A Good Voyage Of Nothing.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.

Be Collected. No More Amazement. Tell Your Piteous Heart There's No Harm Done.

No Worse A Husband Than The Best Of Men.

It Is Thyself, Mine Own Self's Better Part; Mine Eye's Clear Eye, My Dear Heart's Dearer Heart; My Food, My Fortune, And My Sweet Hope's Aim, My Sole Earth's Heaven, And My Heaven's Claim.