Why, what's the matter,
That you have such a February face,
So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?

“The pleasing punishment that women bare....”

“Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, oh you the doors…”

“So farewell to the little good you bear meFarewell! a long farewell, to all my …”

“No matter where; of comfort no man speak:Let's talk of graves, of worms, and ep…”