Love's Best Habit Is A Soothing Tongue

Nature Does Require Her Time Of Preservation, Which Perforce, I Her Frail Son Amongst My Brethren Mortal, Must Give My Attendance To.

Ill Met By Moonlight, Proud Titania

By My Soul I Swear, There Is No Power In The Tongue Of Man To Alter Me.

Greatness, Once Fallen Out With Fortune, Must Fall Out With Men Too.

Look How The World's Poor People Are Amazed At Apparitions, Signs And Prodigies!