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]