That Which I Would Discover The Law

Do You Bite Your Thumb At Us, Sir?

Glory Grows Guilty Of Detested Crimes.

I Love Thee, And It Is My Love That Speaks

O Braggart Vile And Damned Furious Wight!

Time, Whose Millioned Accidents Creep In Betwixt Vows, And Change Decrees Of Kings, Tan Sacred Beauty, Blunt The Sharpest Intents, Divert Strong Minds To The Course Of Altering Things.