For Thou Hast Given Me In This

A Good Sherris-sack Hath A Twofold Operation In It. It Ascends Me Into The Brain,... Makes It Apprehensive, Quick, Forgetive, Full Of Nimble, Fiery, And Delectable Shapes.

For We, Which Now Behold These Present Days, Have Eyes To Wonder, But Lack Tongues To Praise.

Now My Charms Are All O'erthrown.

How Art Thou Out Of Breath When Thou Hast Breath To Say To Me That Thou Art Out Of Breath?

The Caterpillars Of The Commonwealth, Which I Have Sworn To Weed And Pluck Away.