The Glowworm Shows The Matin To Be

The Man That Hath No Music In Himself

I Dreamt My Lady Came And Found Me Dead . . . . . . . . . . . . And Breathed Such Life With Kisses In My Lips That I Revived And Was An Emperor.

Faith, I Have Been A Truant In The Law And Never Yet Could Frame My Will To It, And Therefore Frame The Law Unto My Will.

Tis Not The Many Oaths That Make The Truth; But The Plain Single Vow, That Is Vow'd True.

They Told Me I Was Everything. 'tis A Lie, I Am Not Ague-proof.