Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil

It Comes To Pass Oft That A Terrible Oath, With A Swaggering Accent Sharply Twanged Off, Gives Manhood More Approbation Than Ever Proof Itself Would Have Earned Him.

Before, I Loved Thee As A Brother, John, But Now, I Do Respect Thee As My Soul.

Love Is Not Love Which Alters When It Alteration Finds, Or Bends With The Remover To Remove. O, No! It Is An Ever-fixed Mark, That Looks On Tempests And Is Never Shaken. It Is The Star To Every Wandering Bark, Whose Worth's Unknown, Although His Height Be Taken.

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

Be As Thou Wast Wont To Be. See As Thou Wast Wont To See.