Put Money In Thy Purse.

As In A Theatre, The Eyes Of Men, After A Well-graced Actor Leaves The Stage, Are Idly Bent On Him That Enters Next.

What Cannot Be Saved When Fate Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes

Come, Let's Have One Other Gaudy Night. Call To Me All My Sad Captains. Fill Our Bowls Once More. Let's Mock The Midnight Bell.

Present Fears Are Less Than Horrible Imaginings.

Devils Soonest Tempt, Resembling Spirits Of Light.