Love's Cure. Act ii. Sc. 1.
[[184]]
I find the medicine worse than the malady.[184:1]
Love's Cure. Act iii. Sc. 2.
He went away with a flea in 's ear.
Love's Cure. Act iii. Sc. 3.
There 's naught in this life sweet,
If man were wise to see 't,
But only melancholy;
O sweetest Melancholy![184:2]