O, What A Tangled Web We Weave

My Foot Is On My Native Heath, And My Name Is Macgregor.

The Playbill, Which Is Said To Have Announced The Tragedy Of Hamlet, The Character Of The Prince Of Denmark Being Left Out.

Revenge, The Sweetest Morsel To The Mouth That Ever Was Cooked In Hell.

Faces That Have Charmed Us The Most Escape Us The Soonest.

Never Was Flattery Lost On A Poet's Ear; A Simple Race, They Waste Their Toil For The Vain Tribute Of A Smile.