Nothing Can Come Of Nothing.

I Heard A Bird So Sing, Whose Music, To My Thinking, Pleased The King.

Foolery, Sir, Does Walk About The Orb Like The Sun; It Shines Everywhere.

A Heaven On Earth I Have Won By Wooing Thee.

She Is Mine Own, And I As Rich In Having Such A Jewel As Twenty Seas, If All Their Sand Were Pearl, The Water Nectar, And The Rocks Pure Gold.

This Wimpled, Whining, Purblind, Wayward Boy, This Senior Junior, Giant Dwarf...cupid.