Who Wooed In Haste, And Means To

She's Beautiful, And Therefore To Be Wooed; She Is A Woman, Therefore To Be Won.

O Heaven! That One Might Read The Book Of Fate, And See The Revolution Of The Times.

And Be These Juggling Friends No More Believ'd, That Palter With Us In A Double Sense; That Keep The Word Of Promise To Our Ear And Break It To Our Hope.

You May My Glories And My State Depose, But Not My Griefes; Still Am I King Of Those.

For Which Of My Bad Parts Didst Thou First Fall In Love With Me?