The Web Of Our Life Is Of

I Crave Fit Disposition For My Wife; Due Reference Of Place, And Exhibition; With Such Accommodation, And Besort, As Levels With Her Breeding.

But I Am Constant As The Northern Star, Of Whose True Fixed And Resting Quality There Is No Fellow In The Firmament.

Let Witchcraft Join With Beauty, Lust With Both!

Though Death Be Poor, It Ends A Mortal Woe.

For My Own Part, I Shall Be Glad To Learn Of Noble Men.