The Comedy of Errors

The enmity and discord which of late Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your Duke, To Merchants our well-dealing Countrimen, Who wanting gilders to redeeme their liues, Haue seal'd his rigorous statutes with their blouds, Excludes all pitty from our threatning lookes:

Yet this my comfort, when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the euening Sonne