The Wheel Is Come Full Circle.

Love Is Your Master, For He Masters You; And He That Is So Yoked By A Fool Methinks Should Not Be Chronicled For Wise.

A Very Honest Woman But Something Given To Lie

Now I Will Believe That There Are Unicorns.

O, My Offence Is Rank, It Smells To Heaven

I Desire You In Friendship, And I Will One Way Or Other Make You Amends.