If Your Mind Dislike Anything Obey It

Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows.

O' Thinkest Thou We Shall Ever Meet Again? I Doubt It Not; And All These Woes Shall Serve For Sweet Discourses In Our Times To Come.

Thou Art A Castilian King Urinal!

Good Hay, Sweet Hay, Hath No Fellow.

Now Get You To My Lady's Chamber, And Tell Her, Let Her Paint An Inch Thick, To This Favour She Must Come; Make Her Laugh At That.