Few Things Loves Better Than To Abhor

Bring Me A Constant Woman To Her Husband, One That Ne'er Dream'd A Joy Beyond His Pleasure, And To That Woman, When She Has Done Most, Yet Will I Add An Honour-a Great Patience.

A Hundred Thousand Welcomes: I Could Weep, And I Could Laugh; I Am Light And Heavy: Welcome.

How Much An Ill Word May Empoison Liking!

Every Subject's Duty Is The Kings, But Every Subject's Soul Is His Own.

Then Others For Breath Of Words Respect, Me For My Dumb Thoughts, Speaking In Effect.