Take It In What Sense Thou Wilt.

Shall Remain! Hear You This Triton Of The Minnows? Mark You His Absolute 'shall'?

Give Me A Bowl Of Wine. I Have Not That Alacrity Of Spirit Nor Cheer Of Mind That I Was Wont To Have.

Preposterous Ass, That Never Read So Far To Know The Cause Why Music Was Ordain'd! Was It Not To Refresh The Mind Of Man, After His Studies Or His Usual Pain?

I Have A Bone To Pick With Fate

Beshrew The Heart That Makes My Heart To Groan.