I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities; but I have That honourable grief lodg'd here, which burns Worse than tears drown:
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thoudidst know how many fathom deep I am in love! Butit cannot be sounded: my affection hath an unknownbottom, like the bay of Portugal.
Olmaz öyle şey, Tanrı esirgesin, insan gibi davranmak yeter. Herkese layığına göre davranacak olursan kim kırbaçtan kurtulabilir ki? Onlara kendi şeref ve payenize göre davranın; ne kadar azına değseler de o kadar fazla vermek sizin ihsanınızdır.
There be some sports are painful, and their labour Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone and most poor matters Point to rich ends. This