The Wounds Invisible That Love's Keen Arrows

O Hell! To Choose Love With Another's Eye.

A Very Honest Woman But Something Given To Lie

I Cannot But Remember Such Things Were That Were Most Precious To Me.

Do Not For One Repulse, Forego The Purpose That You Resolved To Effect.

Cry "havoc!" And Let Loose The Dogs Of War, That This Foul Deed Shall Smell Above The Earth With Carrion Men, Groaning For Burial.