Our Wills And Fates Do So Contrary

Come, Go With Us, Speak Fair; You May Salve So, Not What Is Dangerous Present, But The Los Of What Is Past.

Help, Master, Help! Here's A Fish Hangs In The Net, Like A Poor Man's Right In The Law; 'twill Hardly Come Out.

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

Come, Gentlemen, I Hope We Shall Drink Down All Unkindness.

I Do Love Nothing In The World So Well As You- Is Not That Strange?