Misery Makes Sport To Mock Itself.

Let Men Say We Be Men Of Good Government, Being Governed, As The Sea Is, By Our Noble And Chaste Mistress The Moon, Under Whose Countenance We Steal.

Unsubstantial Death Is Amorous.

My Dull Brain Was Wrought With Things Forgotten.

Ingratitude Is Monstrous; And For The Multitude To Be Ingrateful Were To Make A Monster Of The Multitude; Of Which We Being Members, Should Bring Ourselves To Be Monstrous Members.

Sit By My Side, And Let The World Slip: We Shall Ne'er Be Younger.