Comfort's In Heaven, And We Are On

O,speak To Me No More;these Words Like Daggers Enter My Ears.(a Fancy Way Of Saying Shut Up!)" — William Shakespeare "hamlet

This Passion, And The Death Of A Dear Friend, Would Go Near To Make A Man Look Sad.

Small Herbs Have Grace, Great Weeds Do Grow Apace.

Patch Grief With Proverbs.

This Most Excellent Canopy, The Air, Look You, This Brave O-erhanging Firmament, This Majestical Roof Fretted With Golden Fire.