Fools Are Not Mad Folks.

And Why Not Death Rather Than Living Torment? To Die Is To Be Banish'd From Myself; And Silvia Is Myself: Banish'd From Her Is Self From Self: A Deadly Banishment!

I Have Trod A Measure, I Have Flattered A Lady, I Have Been Politic With My Friend, Smooth With Mine Enemy.

For Now They Kill Me With A Living Death.

I Will Speak Daggers To Her, But Use None.

Let The Doors Be Shut Upon Him, That He May Play The Fool No Where But In's Own House.