Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full

The Very Instant I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly To Your Service; There Resides To Make Me Slave To It. ...mine Unworthiness, That Dare Not Offer What I Desire To Give, And Much Less Take What I Shall Die To Want.

O, How Wretched Is That Poor Man That Hangs On Princes' Favors.

I Can See His Pride Peep Through Each Part Of Him.

That Is Not The Best Sermon Which Makes The Hearers Go Away Talking To One Another And Praising The Speaker, But Which Makes Them Go Away Thoughtful And Serious, And Hastening To Be Alone.

My Cousin's A Fool, And Thou Art Another.