Put On The Dauntless Spirit Of Resolution.

I Myself Am Best When Least In Company.

I Begin To Find An Idle And Fond Bondage In The Oppression Of Aged Tyranny, Who Sways, Not As It Hath Power, But As It Is Suffered.

Read O'er This And After, This, And Then To Breakfast With What Appetite You Have.

So Musical A Discord, Such Sweet Thunder.

That God Forbid, That Made Me First Your Slave, I Should In Thought Control Your Times Of Pleasure, Or At Your Hand Th' Account Of Hours To Crave, Being Your Vassal Bound To Stay Your Leisure.