And Nature Must Obey Necessity.

Come, And Take Choice Of All My Library, And So Beguile Thy Sorrow.

Nothing Routs Us But The Villainy Of Our Fears.

Wrong Hath But Wrong, And Blame The Due Of Blame.

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

Why Should You Think That I Should Woo In Scorn? Scorn And Derision Never Come In Tears: Look, When I Vow, I Weep; And Vows So Born, In Their Nativity All Truth Appears. How Can These Things In Me Seem Scorn To You, Bearing The Badge Of Faith, To Prove Them True?