Appetite, A Universal Wolf.

A Lean Cheek; Which You Have Not: A Blue Eye, And Sunken; Which You Have Not: An Unquestionable Spirit; Which You Have Not: A Beard Neglected; Which You Have Not: — But I Pardon You For That; For, Simply, Your Having1 In Beard Is A Younger Brother's Revenue: — Then Your Hose Should Be Ungarter'd, Your Bonnet Unhanded, Your Sleeve Unbuttoned, Your Shoe Untied, And Every Thing About You Demonstrating A Careless Desolation.

The Common Curse Of Mankind, Folly And Ignorance, Be Thine In Great Revenue!

I Thought My Heart Had Been Wounded With The Claws Of A Lion.

Good Wombs Have Borne Bad Sons." -- (miranda, I:2)

My Dull Brain Was Wrought With Things Forgotten.