For I am a man of many sorrows. Yet there is no necessity for me to sit sobbing and sighing in someone else's house. Unremitting grief is tiresome and I'm afraid some of your maids or you yourself might lose patience with me and conclude it was the wine that had gone to my head and released this flood of tears.
... and get a massive head start on the road to the modern world. ...
... parents didn't want me to date him. So I got this idea in my head, it just popped into ...