Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies

Fair Ladies, Masked, Are Roses In Their Bud; Dismasked, The Damask Sweet Commixture Shown, Are Angels Vailing Clouds, Or Roses Blown.

When A Gentlemen Is Disposed To Swear, It Is Not For Any Standers-by To Curtail His Oaths.

Vengeance Is In My Heart, Death In My Hand,blood And Revenge Are Hammering In My Head.

I Love Thee; None But Thee, And Thou Deservest It

What Should A Man Do But Be Merry? For Look You How Cheerfully My Mother Looks, And My Father Died Within's Two Hours.