He Makes A July's Day Short As

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounc'd It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue.

One Fairer Than My Love? The All-seeing Sun Ne'er Saw Her Match Since First The World Begun.

Too Much To Know Is To Know Nought But Fame; And Every Godfather Can Give A Name.

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?

The Gloomy Shade Of Death.