I Must Be Cruel, Only To Be

What Soilders Whey-face? The English For So Please You. Take Thy Face Hence.

It Is The Cowish Terror Of His Spirit That Dares Not Undertake; He'll Not Feel Wrongs Which Tie Him To An Answer.

Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few Thy Voice.

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

To Bed, To Bed; Sleep Kill Those Pretty Eyes, And Give As Soft Attachment To Thy Senses, As Infants Empty Of All Thought.