But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.
Some are great, some greatness, and 149 some have greatness thrust upon 'em.
Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more, men were deceivers ever.
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
TITANIA My Oberon! what visions have I seen! Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.
Tis a very excellent piece of work, madam lady. Would 'twere done.
Frame your mind to mirth and merriment which bars a thousand harms and lengthens life.
But tis strange: And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, the Instruments of Darkness tell us truths, win us with honest trifles, to betray's in deepest consequence.
The Fears as bad as the Falling....