... you my gracious Mother, what must you be Ere i can be a Queen? DUCHESS OF SUFFOLK. That, and that only, Thy Mother; fonder of ... ... pleaded for thy Ruin, and persuaded Thy guiltless Feet to tread the Paths of Greatness! ...
... hope I shall go on so, till I die, being firmly persuaded, that if ever I do a mean action, it must be in some interval betwixt one passion and another: whilst this interregnum lasts, ... ... always perceive my heart locked up – I can scarce find in it to give Misery a six pence; ...