I Must Be Cruel, Only To Be

Which Means She To Deceive, Father Or Mother?

Beggar That I Am, I Am Even Poor In Thanks

I'll Forbear; And Am Fallen Out With My More Headier Will To Take The Indisposed And Sickly Fit For The Sound Man.

These Times Of Woe Afford No Time To Woo.

Let The Galled Jade Wince; Our Withers Are Unwrung.