Tear-falling Pity Dwells Not In This Eye.

Now I Will Believe That There Are Unicorns.

And Oftentimes Excusing Of A Fault Doth Make The Fault The Worse By The Excuse, As Patches Set Upon A Little Breach, Discredit More In Hiding Of The Fault Than Did The Fault Before It Was So Patch'd.

And Therefore, — Since I Cannot Prove A Lover, To Entertain These Fair Well-spoken Days, — I Am Determined To Prove A Villain, And Hate The Idle Pleasures Of These Days.

Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil Of Me.

A Heaven On Earth I Have Won By Wooing Thee.