If People Knew How Much I Hated

A Horse, A Horse, My Kingdom For A Horse!

But Yet I'll Make Assurance Double Sure, And Take A Bond Of Fate: Thou Shalt Not Live.

Trifles Light As Air Are To The Jealous Confirmations Strong As Proofs Of Holy Writ.

I See, Sir, You Are Liberal In Offers. You Taught Me First To Beg, And Now Methinks You Teach Me How A Beggar Should Be Answered.

The Web Of Our Life Is Of A Mingled Yarn, Good And Ill Together.