For My Own Part, I Shall Be

Beggar That I Am, I Am Even Poor In Thanks, But I Thank You; And Sure, Dear Friends, My Thanks Are Too Dear A Halfpenny.

Me, Poor Man, My Library Was Dukedom Large Enough.

Accommodated; That Is, When A Man Is, As They Say, Accommodated; Or When A Man Is, Being, Whereby A' May Be Thought To Be Accommodated,?which Is An Excellent Thing.

Cordelia! Stay A Little. Ha! What Is't Thou Say'st? Her Voice Was Ever Soft.

There's Little Of The Melancholy Element In Her, My Lord: She Is Never Sad But When She Sleeps; And Not Ever Sad Then; For I Have Heard My Daughter Say, She Hath Often Dreamt Of Unhappiness, And Waked Herself With Laughing.