Juliet Is The East And

Good Fortune Then! To Make Me Blest Or Cursed'st Among Men.

Adieu, Adieu, Adieu! Remember Me.

For To Be Wise And Love Exceeds Man's Might.

I Had Rather Be A Dog, And Bay The Moon, Than Such A Roman.

I Begin To Find An Idle And Fond Bondage In The Oppression Of Aged Tyranny, Who Sways, Not As It Hath Power, But As It Is Suffered.