Friendship's Full Of Dregs.

Then Know, That I Have Little Wealth To Lose. A Man I Am, Crossed With Adversity; My Riches Are These Poor Habiliments, Of Which If You Should Here Disfurnish Me, You Take The Sum And Substance That I Have.

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

There's Rosemary, That's For Remembrance. Pray You, Love, Remember.

Trust Not My Reading, Nor My Observations, Which With Experimental Seal Do Warrant The Tenor Of My Book.

Affection, Mistress Of Passion, Sways It To The Mood Of What It Likes Or Loathes.