It Will Have Blood, They Say; Blood

I'll Teach You Differences.

I See Men's Judgments Are A Parcel Of Their Fortunes; And Things Outward Do Draw The Inward Quality After Them, To Suffer All Alike.

Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full Of Pleasure; Let Us Be Jocund

We Must Take The Current When It Serves, Or Lose Our Ventures.

To Be In Love, Where Scorn Is Bought With Groans; Coy Looks, With Heart-sore Sighs; One Fading Moment's Mirth