Of All Creatures That Breathe And Move

To Speak His Thoughts Is Every Freeman's Right, In Peace And War, In Council And In Fight.

A Sound Mind In A Manly Body.

We All Scribble Poetry.

Why So Much Grief For Me? No Man Will Hurl Me Down To Death, Against My Fate. And Fate? No One Alive Has Ever Escaped It, Neither Brave Man Nor Coward, I Tell You - It’s Born With Us The Day That We Are Born.

Too Dear I Prized A Fair Enchanting Face: Beauty Unchaste Is Beauty In Disgrace.