Dream On, Dream On, Of Bloody Deeds

There's Not A Note Of Mine That's Worth The Noting.

No Deeper Wrinkles Yet? Hath Sorrow Struck So Many Blows Upon This Face Of Mine And Made No Deeper Wounds?

A Man I Am Cross'd With Adversity.

Who Is It That Can Tell Me Who I Am?

Away! Thou'rt Poison To My Blood.