The Hebrew Will Turn Christian;

I Shall The Effect Of This Good Lesson Keeps As Watchman To My Heart.

'tis Brief, My Lord...as Woman's Love.

Fie, Fie Upon Her! There's Language In Her Eye, Her Cheek, Her Lip, Nay, Her Foot Speaks; Her Wanton Spirits Look Out At Every Joint And Motive Of Her Body.

But Yet I'll Make Assurance Double Sure, And Take A Bond Of Fate: Thou Shalt Not Live.

I Will Despair, And Be At Enmity With Cozening Hope.