Tis In Ourselves That We Are Thus,

Retire Me To My Milan, Where Every Third Thought Shall Be My Grave.

Hanging And Wiving Goes By Destiny.

Ha. "against My Will I Am Sent To Bid You Come Into Dinner." There's A Double Meaning In That. -benedick (much Ado)

Here Will Be An Old Abusing Of God's Patience And The King's English.

Sin, That Amends, Is But Patched With Virtue.