| And I of ladies most deject and wretched that sucked the honey of his music vows now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. That unmatched form and feature of blown youth blasted with ecstasy. | |
| And I, of ladies most deject and wretched that sucked the honey of his music vows now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh, that... | |
| And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, that suck'd the honey of his music vows, now see that noble and most sovereign reason, like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. | |
| I am, of all ladies, most deject and wretched. | |
| The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword, and I, of ladies most deject and wretched | |
| And I of ladies most deject and wretched that sucked the honey of his music vows now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. That unmatched form and feature of blown youth blasted with ecstasy. | |
| And I, of ladies most deject and wretched that sucked the honey of his music vows now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh, that... | |
| And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, that suck'd the honey of his music vows, now see that noble and most sovereign reason, like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. | |
| I am, of all ladies, most deject and wretched. | |
| The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword, and I, of ladies most deject and wretched | |
| "If you're dejected with life and want to commit suicide, please call us." | |
| "My poor heart was so dejected" | |
| "dejected, wan and dark, | |
| "l'll dance with full power." "With You in tonight's function" I won't sit being tired and dejected. | |
| 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother nor customary suits of solemn black, nor windy suspiration of forced breath no, nor the fruitful river in the eye, nor the dejected havior of the visage together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief that can denote me truly. | |
| "If you're dejected with life and want to commit suicide, please call us." | |
| "My poor heart was so dejected" | |
| "dejected, wan and dark, | |
| "l'll dance with full power." "With You in tonight's function" I won't sit being tired and dejected. | |
| 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother nor customary suits of solemn black, nor windy suspiration of forced breath no, nor the fruitful river in the eye, nor the dejected havior of the visage together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief that can denote me truly. | |
