I May Command Where I Adore.

One Touch Of Nature Makes The Whole World Kin.

This Day's Black Fate On More Days Doth Depend; This But Begins The Woe, Others Must End.

A Substitute Shines Brightly As A King Until A King Be By, And Then His State Empties Itself, As Dot An Inland Brook Into The Main Of Waters.

O Villains, Vipers, Dogs, Easily Won To Fawn On Any Man!

The Wind-shak'd Surge, With High And Monstrous Main, Seems To Cast Water On The Burning Bear, And Quench The Guards Of The Ever-fixed Pole.