Come The Three Corners Of The World

. . . It Is Impossible You Should Take True Root But By The Fair Weather That You Make Yourself It Is Needful That You Frame The Season Of Your Own Harvest.

This Is The Short And The Long Of It.

Juliet Is The East And I Am The Sun.

The Icy Precepts Of Respect.

Ay, That Incestuous, That Adulterate Beast, With Witchcraft Of His Wit, With Traitorous Gifts- O Wicked Wit And Gifts, That Have The Power So To Seduce!