You Know That Love Will Creep In

Good Lord, For Alliance! Thus Goes Every One To The World But I, And I Am Sunburnt; I May Sit In A Corner And Cry Heigh-ho For A Husband!

Why What A Fool Was I To This Drunken Monster For A God. - Caliban

Under The Colour Of Commending Him I Have Access My Own Love To Prefer; But Silvia Is Too Fair, Too True, Too Holy, To Be Corrupted With My Worthless Gifts.

And His Unkindness May Defeat My Life, But Never Taint My Love.

The World Is Grown So Bad, That Wrens Make Prey Where Eagles Dare Not Perch.