Nay Then, Let The Devil Wear Black,

A Gentleman That Loves To Hear Himself Talk, Will Speak More In A Minute Than He Will Stand To In A Month.

I Am As True As Truth's Simplicity, And Simpler Than The Infancy Of Truth.

So Weary With Disasters, Tugg'd With Fortune, That I Would Set My Life On Any Chance, To Mend, Or Be Rid On't.

Is This Government Of Britain's Isle, And This The Royalty Of Albion's King?

What? Do I Love Her, That I Desire To Hear Her Speak Again, And Feast Upon Her Eyes