Well, Every One Can Master A Grief

O, I Have Suffered With Those That I Saw Suffer!

I'll Go Find A Shadow, And Sigh Till He Come" (phebe)

I Would We Were All Of One Mind, And One Mind Good.

What Time Hath Scanted Men In Hair, He Hath Given Them In Wit.

Away, You Trifler! Love! I Love Thee Not, I Care Not For Thee, Kate: This Is No World To Play With Mammets And To Tilt With Lips: We Must Have Bloody Noses And Cracked Crowns.