A Heavy Heart Bears Not A Nimble

Now, Good Digestion Wait On Appetite, And Health On Both!

Hal, If I Tell Thee A Lie, Spit In My Face, Call Me Horse.

Opinion Crowns With An Imperial Voice.

I Do Not Know What Kind Of My Obedience I Should Tender. More Than My All Is Nothing; Nor My Prayers Are Not Words Holy Hallowed, Nor My Wishes More Worth Than Empty Vanities; Yet Prayers And Wishes Are All I Can Return.

What I Have Done Is Yours; What I Have To Do Is Yours; Being Part In All I Have, Devoted Yours.