Too Much Of Water Hast Thou, Poor

So Weary With Disasters, Tugg'd With Fortune, That I Would Set My Life On Any Chance, To Mend, Or Be Rid On't.

... By Indirections Find Directions Out.

Here Is A Rural Fellow That Will Not Be Denied Your Highness' Presence: He Brings You Figs.

When He Is Best, He Is A Little Worse Than A Man; And When He Is Worst, He Is Little Better Than A Beast.

Though She Be But Little, She Is Fierce!