Jesters Do Oft Prove Prophets.

Give Me To Drink Mandragora.

I Am Very Proud, Revengeful, Ambitious, With More Offences At My Beck Than I Have Thoughts To Put Them In, Imagination To Give Them Shape, Or Time To Act Them In.

Like A Man Made After Supper Of A Cheese-paring: When A' Was Naked, He Was, For All The World, Like A Forked Radish, With A Head Fantastically Carved Upon It With A Knife.

I Drink To The General Joy O’ The Whole Table." Macbeth

But Now I Am Cabined, Cribbed, Confined, Bound In To Saucy Doubts And Fears.