All's Well If All Ends

Fore God, You Have Here A Goodly Dwelling And A Rich.

Ah Me, How Weak A Thing The Heart Of Woman Is!

So, You Are Very Welcome To Our House. It Must Appear In Other Ways Than Words, Therefore, I Scant This Breathing Courtesy.

For Now They Kill Me With A Living Death.

What Power Is It Which Mounts My Love So High, That Makes Me See, And Cannot Feed Mine Eye