Tis The Times' Plague, When Madmen Lead

I Will Kill Thee A Hundred And Fifty Ways.

Think'st Thou I'd Make A Life Of Jealousy, To Follow Still The Changes Of The Moon With Fresh Suspicions? No; To Be Once In Doubt Is Once To Be Resolved.

This Is His Uncle's Teaching, This Worcester, Malevolent To You In All Aspects, Which Makes Him Prune Himself And Bristle Up The Crest Of Youth Against Your Dignity.

What Ugly Sights Of Death Within Mine Eyes!

And She's Fair I Love.