Unhappy That I Am, I Cannot Heave

There Is No Creature Loves Me; And If I Die, No Soul Will Pity Me.

Vaulting Ambition, Which O'erleaps Itself And Falls On The Other Side

Captain Of Our Fairy Band, Helena Is Here At Hand, And The Youth, Mistook By Me, Pleading For A Lover's Fee. Shall We Their Fond Pageant See? Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be!

For To Be Wise And Love Exceeds Man's Might.

And Do As Adversaries Do In Law, Strive Mightily, But Eat And Drink As Friends.