Angels And Ministers Of Grace Defend Us.

Exit, Pursued By A Bear.

More Of Your Conversation Would Infect My Brain.

O, Men's Vows Are Women's Traitors! All Good Seeming, By Thy Revolt, O Husband, Shall Be Thought Put On For Villainy, Not Born Where't Grows, But Worn A Bait For Ladies.

Weed Your Better Judgments Of All Opinion That Grows Rank In Them.

Teach Not Thy Lip Such Scorn, For It Was Made For Kissing, Lady, Not For Such Contempt.