All His Successors Gone Before Him Have

The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strained

It Is A Wise Father That Knows His Own Child.

Where Hateful Death Put On His Ugliest Mask.

Crowns In My Purse I Have, And Goods At Home, And So Am Come Abroad To See The World.

You Lie, In Faith; For You Are Call'd Plain Kate, And Bonny Kate And Sometimes Kate The Curst; But Kate, The Prettiest Kate In Christendom Kate Of Kate Hall, My Super-dainty Kate, For Dainties Are All Kates, And Therefore, Kate, Take This Of Me, Kate Of My Consolation; Hearing Thy Mildness Praised In Every Town, Thy Virtues Spoke Of, And Thy Beauty Sounded, Yet Not So Deeply As To Thee Belongs, Myself Am Moved To Woo Thee For My Wife.