The birds that live i' th' field On the wild benefit of nature live Happier than we; for they may choose their mates, And carol their sweet pleasures to the spring. (Enter BOSOLA with a letter) (BOSOLA: You are happily o'erta'en.) From my brother? (BOSOLA: Yes, from the Lord Ferdinand your brother All love and safety.) Thou dost blanch mischief, Would'st make it white. See, see, like to calm weather At sea before a tempest, false hearts speak fair To those they intend most mischief. (Reads.) 'Send Antonio to me; I want his head in a business.' A politic equivocation! He doth not want your counsel, but your head; That is, he cannot sleep till you be dead. And here 's another pitfall that 's strew'd o'er With roses; mark it, 'tis a cunning one: (Reads.) 'I stand engaged for your husband for several debts at Naples: let not that trouble him; I had rather have his heart than his money':-- And I believe so too.

Duchess Monologue from The Duchess of Malfi

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