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Our Content Is Our Best Having.

Small To Greater Matters Must Give Way.

Be Cheerful; Wipe Thine Eyes: Some Falls Are Means The Happier To Arise

But Till All Graces Be In One Woman, One Woman Shall Not Come In My Grace. Rich She Shall Be, That's Certain; Wise, Or I'll None; Virtuous, Or I'll Never Cheapen Her; Fair, Or I'll Never Look On Her; Mild, Or Come Not Near Me; Noble, Or Not I For An Angel; Of Good Discourse, And Excellent Musician And Her Hair Shall Be Of What Colour It Shall Please God.

Let Me Tell You, Cassius, You Yourself Are Much Condemned To Have An Itching Palm.