Sin, That Amends, Is But Patched With

O Most Delicate Fiend! Who Is't Can Read A Woman? Is There More?

Travelers Never Did Lie, Though Fools At Home Condemn Them.

I'll Fight, Till From My Bones My Flesh Be Hacked.

He's Truly Valiant That Can Wisely Suffer The Worst That Man Can Breathe, And Make His Wrongs His Outsides, To Wear Them Like His Raiment, Carelessly, And Ne'er Prefer His Injuries To His Heart, To Bring It Into Danger.

For I Have Sworn Thee Fair, And Thought Thee Bright, Who Art As Black As Hell, As Dark As Night.