How Low Am I, Thou

First Witch He Knows Thy Thought: Hear His Speech, But Say Thou Nought.

They Say Best Men Are Molded Out Of Faults, And, For The Most, Become Much More The Better For Being A Little Bad

Your Gentleness Shall Force More Than Your Force Move Us To Gentleness.

Now My Charms Are All O'erthrown.

Love Is . . . A Madness Most Discreet