'This sour informer, this bate-breeding spy,
This canker that eats up Love's tender spring,
This carry-tale, dissentious Jealousy,
That sometime true news, sometime false doth bring,
Knocks at my heart and whispers in mine ear
That if I love thee, I thy death should fear:
“告密滋事此小人，
爱神之春蠹虫毁，
妖言惑众是妒神，
胡言乱语无真伪，
消息来敲我心房，
