I Can No Other Answer

Tis Time To Fear When Tyrants Seem To Kiss.

The Foole Doth Thinke He Is Wise, But The Wiseman Knowes Himselfe To Be A Foole.

The Gallantry Of His Grief Did Put Me Into A Towering Passion.

Madam, You Have Bereft Me Of All Words, Only My Blood Speaks To You In My Veins.

Get Thee To A Nunnery.