Thy Food Is Such As Hath Been

She Lov'd Me For The Dangers I Had Pass'd, And I Lov'd Her That She Did Pity Them

Death Is My Son-in-law, Death Is My Heir.

I See Men's Judgments Are A Parcel Of Their Fortunes; And Things Outward Do Draw The Inward Quality After Them, To Suffer All Alike.

As In A Theatre, The Eyes Of Men, After A Well-graced Actor Leaves The Stage, Are Idly Bent On Him That Enters Next.

Faith, I Have Been A Truant In The Law And Never Yet Could Frame My Will To It, And Therefore Frame The Law Unto My Will.