When You Depart From Me Sorrow Abides

I'll Privily Away; I Love The People, But Do Not Like To Stage Me To Their Eyes; Though It Do Well, I Do Not Relish Well Their Loud Applause And Aves Vehement, Nor Do I Think The Man Of Safe Discretion That Does Not Affect It.

As Good Luck Would Have It, Comes In One Mistress Page, Gives Intelligence Of Ford's Approach, And In Her Invention, And Ford's Wife's Distraction, They Conveyed Me Into A Buck-basket.

The Tempter Or The Tempted, Who Sins Most?

Oh, That Way Madness Lies; Let Me Shun That.

Say As You Think And Speak It From Your Souls.