O Tiger's Heart Wrapped In A Woman's

I Was Adored Once Too.

Benvolio- "by My Head, Here Come The Capulets." Mercutio- "by My Heel, I Care Not.

Unquiet Meals Make Ill Digestions.

I Have Been Studying How I May Compare This Prison Where I Live Unto The World; And, For Because The World Is Populous, And Here Is Not A Creature But Myself, I Cannot Do It. Yet I'll Hammer It Out.

All Furnished, All In Arms; All Plum'd Like Estridges That With The Wind Bated Like Eagles Having Lately Bathed; Glittering In Golden Coats Like Images; As Full Of Spirit As The Month Of May And Gorgeous As The Sun At Midsummer; Wanton As Youthful Goats, Wild As Young Bulls.