Thou Hast Not Half That Power To

O, Men's Vows Are Women's Traitors! All Good Seeming, By Thy Revolt, O Husband, Shall Be Thought Put On For Villainy, Not Born Where't Grows, But Worn A Bait For Ladies.

Un-thread The Rude Eye Of Rebellion, And Welcome Home Again Discarded Faith.

Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little Brief Authority, Most Ignorant Of What He's Most Assur D, Glassy Essence, Like An Angry Ape, Plays Such Fantastic Tricks Before High Heaven, As Make The Angels Weep.

Men Prize The Thing Ungained More Than It Is.

He Receives Comfort Like Cold Porridge.