O All You Host Of Heaven! O

Be Wary Then; Best Safety Lies In Fear.

Romeo: I Dreamt A Dream Tonight. Mercutio: And So Did I. Romeo: Well, What Was Yours? Mercutio: That Dreamers Often Lie. Romeo: In Bed Asleep While They Do Dream Things True.

I Love A Ballad In Print O' Life, For Then We Are Sure They Are True.

The Time Is Out Of Joint : O Cursed Spite, That Ever I Was Born To Set It Right!

It Is Not Vain Glory For A Man And His Glass To Confer In His Own Chamber.