The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks.

O, Full Of Scorpions Is My Mind!

We Were Not Born To Sue, But To Command.

'tis Brief, My Lord...as Woman's Love.

My Friends Were Poor, But Honest, So's My Love.

Fie, Thou Dishonest Satan! I Call Thee By The Most Modest Terms; For I Am One Of Those Gentle Ones That Will Use The Devil Himself With Courtesy: Sayest Thou That House Is Dark?