Even Through The Hollow Eyes Of Death

Taste Your Legs, Sire: Put Them Into Motion.

Who Is Silvia What Is She, That All Our Swains Commend Her Holy, Fair, And Wise Is She.

His Forward Voice Now Is To Speak Well Of His Friend. His Backward Voice Is To Utter Foul Speeches And To Detract.

Dead Shepherd, Now I Find Thy Saw Of Might. Whoever Lov'd That Lov'd Not At First Sight.

What Is Past Is Prologue.