Small Herbs Have Grace, Great Weeds Do

One Pain Is Cured By Another. Catch Some New Infection In Your Eye And The Poison Of The Old One Would Die.

He Makes A July's Day Short As December.

Un-thread The Rude Eye Of Rebellion, And Welcome Home Again Discarded Faith.

Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil Of Me.

All The World's A Stage ... And You Better Have A Zoning Variance Or It's Coming Down.