Come The Three Corners Of The World

You Know That I Do Fawn On Men, And Hug Them Hard, And After Scandal Them.

They Do Not Love That Do Not Show Their Love.

Waste Not Thy Time In Windy Argument But Let The Matter Drop.

Beggar That I Am, I Am Even Poor In Thanks

Murder Most Foul, As In The Best It It; But This Most Foul, Strange, And Unnatural.