I Will Praise Any Man That Will

And To Be Merry Best Becomes You; For, Out Of Question, You Were Born In A Merry Hour. Beatrice No, Sure, My Lord, My Mother Cried; But Then There Was A Star Danced, And Under That Was I Born.

Take It In What Sense Thou Wilt.

Let Me Embrace Thee, Sour Adversity, For Wise Men Say It Is The Wisest Course.

Venus Smiles Not In A House Of Tears.

Do You Bite Your Thumb At Us, Sir?