Wife, go you in, and, madam, go with me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the commission of thy long-experienc’d time, Give me a case as yours constrains a man to death. A braggart, a rogue, a villain, that fights by the moon, th’inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her case! O woeful day. PARIS. Beguil’d, divorced, wronged, spited, slain. Most detestable death, by thee beguil’d, By cruel, cruel