Fortune Brings In Some Boats That Are

I Do Desire We May Be Better Strangers.

Give Me To Drink Mandragora.

Rest You Fair, Good Signior; Your Worship Was The Last Man In Our Mouths.

Poor And Content Is Rich, And Rich Enough.

If He Be So Resolved, I Can O'ersway Him; For He Loves To Hear That Unicorns May Be Betrayed With Trees And Bears With Glasses, Elephants With Holes, Lions With Toils, And Men With Flatterers