I do love thee so,
That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven

“He hath disgrac'd me and hind'red me half a million; laugh'd at my losses, mock…”

“How now?Even so quickly may one catch the plague?”

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought hear…”

“Rosalind is your love's name?ORLANDO: Yes, just.JAQUES: I do not like her name.…”