Life's Uncertain Voyage.

What Power Is It Which Mounts My Love So High, That Makes Me See, And Cannot Feed Mine Eye

Why, Thou Owest God A Death.

So Full Of Shapes Is Fancy That It Alone Is High Fantastical.

Let Life Be Short, Else Shame Will Be Too Long.

Present Mirth Hath Present Laughter. What's To Come Is Still Unsure.