April ... Hath Put A Spirit Of

When Clouds Are Seen Wise Men Put On Their Cloaks; When Great Leaves Fall Then Winter Is At Hand.

A Breath Thou Art, Servile To All The Skyey Influences.

What Is Done Cannot Be Now Amended.

O Wretched State! O Bosom Black As Death! O Limed Soul That, Struggling To Be Free, Art More Engaged! Help, Angels! Make Assay! Bow, Stubborn Knees! And, Heart With Strings Of Steel, Be Soft As Sinews Of The New-born Babe!

Life Every Man Holds Dear; But The Dear Man Holds Honor Far More Precious Dear Than Life.