NISA

I have the pease, and must be Queen. Not so, the Queen, shall and must command, for I have often herd of a King that could not come mand his subjects, and of a Queen that hath command dead Kings. It is no question, no more then if you should ask whither on a steep hill, a square stone, or a globe stood most steady. The woman if she have her right, the man, if he be his own Judge. Because men are most amorous and least chaste, women careless of fond affections, and when they em brace them, fearful. But unless your questions were wiser, I command you to silence. You sirrah, that fit as though your wits were a woolgathering will you have a question, or a commandment? Then sing, and you sir, a question, or command meant? Then play: Will you 3 questions, or 3 commandments? Sing, Play on the Lute. What question shall I ask? Are yove amorous? But what is love? The fool bleeds, it is time to stop his vain, for would ving wet his foot, he careth not how deep he wades. Let us at ̄ worser that, which we most expect. the star, that directs us hither, who hath in Almanac?