Few Love To Hear The Sins They

All The World's A Stage, And All The Men And Women Merely Players: They Have Their Exits And Their Entrances; And One Man In His Time Plays Many Parts, His Acts Being Seven Ages.

To Saucy Doubts And Fears.

What My Tongue Dares Not That My Heart Shall Say

But Wherefore Could Not I Pronounce 'amen'? I Had Most Need Of Blessing, And 'amen' Stuck In My Throat.

You Had Measured How Long A Fool You Were Upon The Ground.