Here will be an old abusing of God’s patience and the king’s English.

“Those that much covet are with gain so fond,For what they have not, that which …”

“William”

“And worse I may be yet: the worst is notSo long as we can say 'This is the wors…”

“O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek…”